Unnoticed

So what is it that we seek?
It keeps us hoping and waiting
Restless and bothered
Squandering our days and nights
With thoughts of “nothing”

But we know that there’s “something”
Like how the river find it’s way to the sea
And how music feeds the soul
The puzzles should fit

Maybe tomorrow?
You and I shall find refuge
With what’s written on our stars.

Maybe tomorrow?
We will witness
Miracle at it’s best.

Maybe tomorrow?

I'll be found.

There are many things left to remind me..