The Fleeting Search

Just running along the routes of life,

Passing through to others' lives,

Helping with issues,

Fixing their pain,

Not wanting anything to gain.

Just running along the routes of life,

Ever searching for my own path,

Crossing over,

Under,

Often through,

The paths of others.

Searching for more than one path, Its true,

Searching for the Soul-linked path,

The path conjoined as though through fate,

But to some who wander amongst the shadows,

They alter their paths through their wills.

Ever Searching.

Hasn't Found.

Will it ever.

Show Itself.

Souls conjured,

Through the bridges,

Of the mind