Searching to be found

Searching to be found

 

There are not many Races; there is just ONE, the HUMAN RACE.

We all have souls, we all cry, we all laugh, we all fall, we all sing, we all mourn,

we all smile, we all scream, we all run, we all dream, we all have souls, we run, we jump,

we live, we die, we are searching, we imagine, we hope, we worry, we cry out,

we lift our hands, ever searching.

 

Why are we here? From far and near

We search high and low

for something real

 

something, we all know is there.

Can’t put our fingers on it,

but we know its there

 

Flesh and blood hold us here

Holding us in a place that’s known

But we fight and strain against our binds

Knowing, constantly searching for our home.

 

We come as we are

Weak, strong, humble, proud, kind, mean, generous, greedy

We come from afar

searching ever for

the one with open arms

calling us home

 

Our Souls push us towards the truth,

but our hearts leads us away

our minds reject the truth

with logic and reason

Where is our faith…our belief?

 

Why do we turn from what we are searching for?

Do you know what you are doing?

Your entire being and soul yearns for this truth,

but you reject it as old news.

 

Are you being true to the deep desires within your soul?

Why do you reject something so pure, so bright?

the Dark recesses of this world grab hold

dragging you, clinging on

 

“Break free and follow me” he says, holding his hand of light before you.

“I have a place prepared for you. I have shelter and rest. Lay down your weary head. You are safe with me, my child. Drink and be filled, never hunger or thirst again.”

 

“I ask nothing, but your faith, your trust, your belief.”

With me, mountain tops will be reached, the impossible is MY possible. Never again will you search for things to fill your empty soul. With me, you will always be filled. Forever more.