This Wandering Heart

This Wandering Heart


Life, the treasure so illusive,
How many have searched and failed?
Will it never be found?
The wine of which will fill this empty cup,
And finally relieve us from the void shell of mere existence.

To be significant,
To be secure,
Valued higher than the gold of the Spaniards,
Of greater exhilaration than the waters of the Niagra.

Oh how one attempts to search for love,
To satisfy all that is human,
Yet in the moment of silent contemplation,
Be it revealed from the Grace of the Saviour,
Through one’s prayer of salvation.

Let this Wandering Heart,
Come to the gates of goodness,
Where there lies within the shelter of life,
Built by the precious stones of significance and security,
Laid on the foundation of Unfailing Love,
Imagined by the ingenuity of the passionate Architect.

(Aaron Choi)

The poem is specific to a single person(though it can be taken from a more general point of view)
Hope your reading this.....smiles