The Unknowing They look here and there They look all around. They look behind a tree They look beneath the ground. They search high and low They search near and far But all was in vain As their query is gone For what they search, They do not know Tis lost somewhere In the strands of time. But still they search, Yet always in naught For their suspect is gone, Gone before their very eyes. Always a step ahead it leads them astray. Though forever shall they search, Waiting for their faithful day. Jim Aman