Without the Answer

I feel like he is asking
something I cannot answer.
A question of strength
from a creature of beauty.

Unsure, he wanders.
Searching for the One,
when God is waiting
to cure his wound.

Beauties come and go,
but God is forever.
He is strength and beauty
in one being.

The man must go to his Creator
in order to know the truth.
The man who hopes to find it elsewhere
will be lost until he returns.

Copyright 2012 Tanya Weitzel