One of the Few

We can all spend a lifetime searching Searching for that final piece The part that makes us whole That makes the pain of life Disappear into nothingness Imagine. After a full life Long after you have stopped seeking That mystical something Lands in your lap Hits you in the face Like a custard pie Turns your whole life inside out You hold it for one fleeting moment Then, it vanishes in a puff of smoke Poof! It’s gone forever But now you know You know what it was What it looked like What it tasted like Smelled like How it felt to be complete If only for a brief time So you smile A sad kind of smile As you see that you are One of the few