Everyone longs for meaning, finding bits in many places
Searching for a soul mate, we get a glimpse in many faces
Countless strive for success although they cannot claim it.
Such a transitory notion, it's hard to sustain it
And happiness, although we can't define it, permeates our every thought
Grasping a fragment for a moment; the next second, it is lost
We are all pursuing something, be it love, riches or hope
And, we discover them in allotments, so our hearts and minds can cope
But, once in a while, a yearning finds us in an unexpected way-
And, our souls sing eureka for the faith we found that day
We exhale resolve for all our unanswered prayers,
And understand that blessings come in changeable layers
Our hearts are filled with gratitude, but that too is fleeting
So again, we're back to morsels of that which we are needing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem