I looked for love
to wash away life's dreariness,
to set my every nerve atingling...
But as I turned the TV on,
I saw a starving child.
I looked for love
in the soothings of sweet music.
Yet the love-songs seemed an empty wail,
while others sang of protest.
I looked for love -
I saw a Cross,
and there a Face
of beauty-in-agony.
There I found it!
Love for me,
for everyone -
self-giving Love,
rich and free.