I was not satisfied, was not content
With my surroundings, and it seemed to me
That in a wholly new environment
I might find peace in new activity.
Far places beckoned, and I followed far,
Each time with highest hope of better things,
Still thinking peace and true contentment are
To be attained through many wanderings.
How blind I was! nor knew that I was blind
Until I cried: "This all is vanity.
Dear Father-Mother God, eternal Mind,
Show me how I may serve humanity."
My prayer is answered, and my days are filled
With loving service; I rejoice to see
My restless longings have at last been stilled,
The peace that once I sought has come to me.
