Searching

I set out in a search,
Of the vast world ahead,
To find something worth the work,
That I shall not dread.
This object must be different,
This object must be true,
It must not only have meaning,
But feeling too.
It might be hard to find,
And yet worth the pain,
For when I find it,
It will be the end of the game.
No more searching.
My trip is through.
I’ve got what I want.
I have found you!