There is something I must find,
Always it is on my mind.
It must be one of a kind,
For it I can never find.

I am haunted of it in my sleep.
It keeps me always on my feet.
A wolf disguised as a sheep.
I know not when we will meet.

But onward I must go.
Continue as the river flow.
Never stopping to be so,
Maybe one day I will know.