Searching

searching
the travelers
pitter patter down the sidewalk his arm outstretched
pointing down towards the next thing
the destination
tally ho
this thing is a journey
searching
for the creator
longing for He that created my longing
and He longing for my companionship
all the big bang boom crashing of the waves of all the Heavens
and all the history and wars and man and woman
all so that he would have a friend
we travelers
traversing the misty night
are these water drops or tears?
pushing against the darkness
which does not push back, but gives
and allows that stupid force
but that is the force of life
nothing is easy
we lie at the end
searching
for an easy way out
of being born