“I am one of the searchers.
There are,
I believe, millions of us.
We are not unhappy,
but neither are we
really content.
We continue to explore life,
hoping to uncover its
ultimate secret.
We continue to explore ourselves,
hoping to understand.
We like to walk along the beach,
we are drawn by the ocean,
taken by
its power, its unceasing motion,
its mystery and unspeakable beauty.
We
like forests and mountains,
deserts and hidden rivers,
and the lonely
cities as well.
Our sadness is as much a part of our lives
as is our
laughter.
To share our sadness with one we love
is perhaps as great a
joy as we can know -
unless it be to share our laughter.
We searchers are
ambitious only for life itself,
for everything beautiful it can provide.
Most of all we love and want to be loved.
We want to live in a
relationship
that will not impede our wandering,
nor prevent our search,
nor lock us in prison walls;
that will take us for what little we have
to give.
We do not want to prove ourselves to another or compete for
love.
For wanderers, dreamers, and lovers,
for lonely men and women
who
dare to ask of life everything
good and beautiful.
It is for those who
are too gentle to live among wolves.”
(James Kavanaugh)