Wander

by

Richard Betts Jr.

Sometimes I feel as if I've
Been left in the lurch.
So I confess to you my
Involvement in a constant search.

You say you feel sorry
That I cannot control,
The wanderings of my
Discarded and restless soul.

I try to see life without blinders,
Just enough to get a peek.
But the more life that I uncover,
The more I question what I seek.

You say you feel pity
That I might never find,
The hope you have through Him
Or the serenity and peace of mind.

I admire that you are
So steadfast in your faith.
But for me, unfortunately,
That is not the case.

The more I hunt for answers,
And the more I search and explore,
The more I cannot reconcile
Why our prayers are forgotten and ignored.

I have seen a world where
Mercy and goodness are evasive.
Where hate and violence
Are all too common and pervasive.

I am hunting for a place
Where hope and light do not so easily fade.
Where answers to prayers
Are not so quick to evade.

I am full of faults and flaws,
I cannot deny that fact.
Perhaps I am searching
Because of all the things I lack.

But it is neither your pity nor approval
That I seek or will make me whole.
It is the quest itself that will soothe
The aching inside my painful soul.

Maybe those of us
Who search and ponder,
Hope to find some comfort
As we walk around and wander.

NEXT?
Why don't you look at Shadows
by: Gonçalo A. Oliveira Cordeiro
from: Leiria, Leiria, Portugal

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