Searching Poem by Herbert Dry

I climbed the mountain high and searched the valley low and you were not there
I sailed the seven seas and the oceans blue and you were not
there
I crossed the burning sands and you were
not there
I walked the city streets by light of sun and moon and you
were not there
I set in the city park at the close of day and wept where are you I shouted
Then a voice said I am here you're looking in the
wrong places
I shouted again where are you
I am here the voice said I am in your heart