Searching You

I will search for you in mountains and valleys and deserts and oceans deep

I will search in darkness bleak

In the blinding lights and winds and tornados 

In forests dense 

Where life begins 

Where time stops 

Where death stays 

I will search in the hearts of hearts

I laughter and cries 

In the mere concepts of good and evil and places and spaces which emptiness fills 

In vacuums in-crowd in desserts and museums

In shady lanes and theatres in palaces and slums

In the place where birds sing the sweetest songs and the place where the good transcends the wrongs

And when after all this I won’t find you, 

I stop searching for you. 

Alternate end: 

And when after all this I am tired I will sit and rest and probably sleep

And then I will wake up and walk again and tread only to find you always there steady and strong 

With me walking along.