A Search

There are times when I searched into my mind and find nothing there. Like today. I searched high and low, on the part that I use to work on my dissertation, on the part I use to develop adequate relationships with people, on the part I use to force myself to stop wanting things I cannot have, on the part I use to keep myself moving on when I'm in automatic pilot mode. Nothing was there. It's empty, it's so empty, it's dauntingly empty.

 

So I clasped my hands, closed my eyes, and talked to my God. And I found him there, with open hands waiting for me to come back, my God, my king, my best friend, my father, my lover, my all.

 

I searched my mind high and low. I still find it empty. But at least I'm in the loving hands of the one who never fails me.