My search for peace goes on and on

With a frantic urge to find

A place where all my restless thoughts

In You shall lie resigned.

And in course of all this chaos and discord

In my mortal roundabout,

My senses surface on the crust of life

As I feel my time is running out.

Yet at times when passing hours bring

Sudden moments to rejoice,

I hear at the backstage of my life

Your resonant voice.

Likewise when those moments of

Grief and sorrow intervene,

Your voice resounds once again

Through my heartbeats deep within.

And I should realize through the span of time

Which is still now left for me,

That my home of peace through joy and grief

Lies in Your proximity.

And by the time I’ll end my walk

And leave behind my warring thoughts,

I shall no more need this world

In the peaceful abode of the Gods.