I wandered through the woods wondering if I could find it there,
I watched the waves, day and night thinking I could get a good glimpse of it,
I drove through the doons and rode through the rugged roads hoping to find it,
I grasped the smell of green fields and the odor of the city life expecting to recognise it,
I hunted the haunted;
I heard the unheard;
I did every possible thing I could.
Well, it hit me a little late that,
It is impossible to find, when you don’t know what you are looking for!
Dear, what are you trying to find ?