Running and Looking

I am running I have been running for A long time Perhaps all my life. Running to or from I don't know But running, running, running Just the same. Also, I am looking. I can't imagine why I should look: I've found it several times. Rather, it found me So I think. I know it when and then And never know it now: Frus-tra-tion! It keeps leaving Or I keep leaving it Hard to say Or it and I get parted But mostly I think that It leaves me And I can't help wondering Why that should be, Why it leaves?