It cannot be found through seeking
Yet we are consciously aware of where it lurks.
It cannot be detected in other unless first discovered in ourselves.
It defies definition yet its meaning is perfectly clear.
We grasp at it in vain for it is unable to be held.
Yet we will cling to it for all eternity
In our possession it is worthless and void.
Yet when released its value is beyond measure.
It leaves us with a pain that only it can soothe.
The wounds it will cause may forever heal but the scars
will remain as a constant reminder of its power.
We do everything we can to control it,
yet it controls everything we do.
In the End we succumb to its greatness,
and in our surrender we realize our victory