The Search for Meaning

Swimming through sand
to drink from a dry well
His life seemed to have no meaning,

Walking up hill
behind a rolling stone
was he awake or dreaming,

Dirt raining from a clear sky
as snow grew under the grass,

A smile danced across misery
in emergency break the glass,

Echoes ring in his eyes
screaming silent tears,

Making sense of confusion
walking through fears,

Once again sitting alone
inside a crowd of one,

Searching for serenity
floating towards the sun,

Life now has meaning
without anger and greed,

When True peace comes from within
his search is over indeed