Search For Me Poem by Charles Karia

It is not in vain that your race,
To forever seek my face,
In my presence lives lengthen,
Andall dark fears I dampen.

Some days in my presence,
And you soak in my fragrance,
Your motives merge with mine,
And your desires to mine align.

Though days are long don't hurry,
Youwill be without a worry,
For a messager with my word,
Will make your sad heart glad.

From the mountain I call,
To those who had a fall,
Your hurt hearts I will heal,
When you come to my hill.