Keep Running.

All of us,

Yes, we thirst,

We all run,

In the pursuit of truth.

Some have dug deep,

Stationary,

Some have ran far,

Off the course,

Some are so close,

But turn not knowing,

Still some just rather,

Lie unmoving,

Perhaps thinking,

That perhaps it will,

Come to them unknowingly.

The greatest truth we long for,

The reason for existence,

Is easily lost and dismissed,

When we man insist,

That we are the main actors on this stage,

For if we were,

Why can we not control our own existence?

Chase,

Make haste,

No time to waste,

Our last breath may come,

Too sudden,

Are you happy to die,

In want of truth?