Longing

As the day draws to a close,
an indescribable longing echoes through my soul.
Is it of heaven?
Or mere earth below?

Desire, for something,
made not in this world.
Restless, discontent, insecure,
I scour the skies for answers.

Is this unrealistic?
Where did my peace run to?
I felt safe, warm, sun-shine filled,
but now those moments seem like mere memories.