A not-necessarily-biographical iamb.
I looked between the covers, where the lovers have their way,
but found that fleeting pleasure never did intend to stay.
I looked inside my pocket for a sum so grand and vast,
but money also robbed me, its fullness didn’t last.
I looked out on the mountaintop, and by the sandy coast,
but never did I find the view that suited me the most.
I looked for Love both high and low, but never could I find
a love so deep it covered me and left my past behind.
In all my searching, I did grow to hate this empty life.
It came on me so suddenly like cattle to the knife.
But at the bottom, there I lay, exhausted from my spree;
I never had to look for it, for one day Love found me.
It came to me in silence, when the noise had wandered off,
It sounded like a whisper, coming low and sweet and soft.
The Love said He forgave me, and He made me white as snow,
for mercy conquers sacrifice and glory is my home.
I am still in tears! You have made the Truth poignant and beautiful!
Saw your video about looking for love, you should email me @email@example.com
This is amazing, Ethan.