Everyone gets a glimpse,
All the powers that be work for you,
P'haps not seen, or not since,
Most of the time, it is just a feeling,
You know it is out there,
You could spend a life trying to reach it,
Or just be in it, breathing it like air,
It could be among others, or alone,
Outside or inside you,
Its form is formed by the form that you are,
The form which you strive to.
That we all do,
I hope that you find yours,
Countries have been formed this goal in mind,
So sought after, it often leads to wars.