Eternal Quest

Why do we search for truth,
In all the wrong places?

Why do we trample true love,
Eyes fixed on the horizon?

Why do we build the crosses,
On which we are crucified?

Why do we sacrifice ourselves,
On altar to our ego?

Why do we discard the pure,
In Quixotic quests for the perfect?

Why do we always find answers,
Only when it is too late?

This free verse piece is inspired by one of my earliest and still my favorite short story, Eternal Quest. I wrote the original version, largely unchan...