Everlasting Search
Through the light of day new,
I follow love's calming street
To where ever, I will pursue
And thrust haze so sweet.
Across the plains below,
Past eons of doubt,
I sift through tearful snow,
Searching for the waterfall's spout.
You came to aid in my quest
When you knew little of the ending,
But still I let you seek my chest
As long as love's question remained pending.
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