Basics

Music strikes a chord, deep and true,
Sounds give me cheer and gladness too;
And yet in my search for lasting solace,
Ever accursed silence, I come to you!

Light breathes life and happiness too,
Gay is the world with many a hue,
And yet as I look for truth and meaning,
Why, denounced darkness, do I come to you?

Words I hear and words I speak,
Words I know mean false or true,
And yet as I see what I'm born to seek,
My dear words, you fail me too?