Awaiting Healing

Peace is a funny concept, 
when contentment is reached, 
another wish creeps up, 
when all wishes are met, 
sadness arises from emptiness. 

We run from one thought to another, 
like a monkey from branch to branch, 
like a fish in desperate need of water, 
like a hungry bear in sight of honey. 

What is it that the heart desires?
What nectar can quench the soul?
What food can fulfill the hungry mind?
What company can end the existential lonliness?

The wise proclaim: selfless deeds alone, 
salvate the miserable wandering soul, 
To see the mundane as extraordinary
and to live each moment with virtue, 
that alone is the remedy for all suffering.