Why Am I So Restless?

No lack of effort,
Knowledge gathered in abundance,
Yet it feels like fate
Has been a little distant.

For a few coins of comfort,
Wait stretches endlessly,
Every moment feels
Like joy owes me something silently.

My home is full of life,
With a wise wife and caring children,
Yet there's a quiet corner in my heart—
Shadowed by a longing for love.

Often my mind is restless,
I wonder—what have I gained, what have I lost?
Life keeps moving ahead,
But something still feels incomplete with every turn

Some paths are tangled,
And I find myself trapped within,
Will I ever find those ways again?
Or will those dreams remain unfinished?

I walk the path of action quietly,
Carrying the bundle of hope each day,
The road is unknown, the destination blurry,
Yet I believe—something awaits me.

I know, whatever comes—will be final,
Still, my heart whispers—there’s more to seek.
In this life, in this world,
Some desires still call out to me.

I know it’s all a matter of fate,
Yet, why does this heart stay so uneasy?
Behind every question hides a silent sigh—
Why am I so restless? The answer still eludes me.