The Search Poem by Marie WardAlonge

A long journey I have travelled.
I didn't want much.
I hesitated.
Sometimes, why bothered.

Different days, same problems,
I looked to find resolutions.
False representations by others
I was uncertain.
My thoughts were polluted.
Were my expectations too high?
I seek life of peace and happiness before I expire.

Do I speak past or do I speak present?
It doesn't matter.
Some things are not meant to be found nor resolve on this earth.
It's a higher understanding I do seek.
It's a higher level of forgiveness I do need.

Have I loved life to its fullness?
Have I given back to humanity with all my goodness?
I have not always been true to myself.
I knew I never wanted to cause pain to anyone else.

Still, in this area, I believe I have failed.
Yet, my beliefs have sometimes been my own deception.
Yes, at some point, I have been a rebel.
I carry years of burden and discontent.
On this path, I have loved present and past tense.

Sometimes, I laugh on the way.
Some days were harder than others.
Some days I was able to add flavor.
At times, bitterness did set in.
I wondered about producing twins.

I am proud of my accomplishments thus far.
I knew I should have been in a position to do more.
I could not help but cry.
From a child, I was told this is life.
Some days are hazy.
Some days I am lazy
Some days are bright.
Through it all, God has been my light.
I haven't wanted much.
On the way, this has been the search.