yearning

Oh, how I yearn for contentment's sweet embrace,
Yet, it eludes me, like a distant grace.
I chase after pleasure, seeking release,
But find only fleeting moments of ease.

The world around me teems with endless bounty,
Wealth beyond measure, power so proud.
Yet, in my heart, there lies an aching void,
A restlessness that cannot be allowed.

For all the riches, all the fame and glory,
Leave me still feeling hollow, incomplete.
There's got to be more to this mortal coil,
More than mere pleasures, more than wealth can yield. 

A love that I've been missing all along,
A connection deeper than any song.
Or maybe it's purpose, a calling to fulfill,
A fire within me that will not be quenched until...

Until what? I ask myself once again,
As I wander through life, always seeking.
Perhaps the answer lies somewhere in between,
where satisfaction meets obscurity.