Longing..

When we sleep outside
We long for the warmth of our room
Where we lie and loaf around

When we are in neighboring city
We long for our family
Where we share feeling and story

When we work in other city
We long for the atmosphere of our village
Where we chat with our friends

When we are in neighboring country
We long for our fatherland
Where we were born and grown-up

When we are in other continent
We long for our country
Where we speak our mother tongue

When we walk on the moon
We long for our earth
Where we breathe freely

And when we are in this universe
Do we long for our God,
Where we and everything come from?