"SEARCH"
Men have searched, since time began
For that he can not abstain,
But search he will,
until life's end;
His dreams he must sustain.
A Whip of clouds at the mountain top,
At last his found success;
But over there another one,
with yet a higher crest.
Let them search, until times end.
And run in circle chase,
Search each bottle in the sand,
to find the Genie's vase.
I touched each square,
and missed each crack.
So luck would come my way,
I must have waved,
my magic wand,
for I found you that day.
And Love Began As Always,
And The Search has Ended.
For Today I Found You,
And The Journey Has Just Begun.
I Love You.
