the longing heart
finds its ways
to sate the hunger.
how much it can endure
is a miracle.
deep caves,
winding roads,
just one more corner
it says
and carries on
ever hoping
ever fighting.
it won’t give up
for it is
the fiercest warrior
within us.
and sometimes,
just sometimes
when we are very lucky
we can taste it…
a delicate slice of happiness.
a delicious reward
for our efforts.
Another Wandering Soul 