In search of peace

a poem by

James Louis A

My mind wanders for peace,
From anxieties a lease.
A day where it can rest;
Is there end to the quest?

For a friend longs my heart,
Another self to part
Troubles, thoughts and tire;
Is there need so dire?

My body aches for rest
From work which I detest,
Serving man and his ways;
God! Are there better days?