Not Found

So many things have gone by, I can't name them all. Yet I feel I am missing something. I have yet to find that one thing... the one thing i have sought for so long. It remains out of my reach, but i feel it close like the moon upon the surface of a lake. I see yet, yet I can not claim it. I can hear it calling yet, I can not locate it. When we step upon the land, there is nothing to us, but that does not matter. What matters is who we become, the name which we form and mold. A name which will always carry our definition like engraved stone, nothing nor nobody having and second ideas or questions to our meaning. I hunt to seek, and what I seek I find, where ever it lies and where ever it waits, I will be there, just turn away.