Pot of Gold

Have you ever experienced this strange sentiment,
of looking for something that you can never find?

It is like searching for a dream that you have never dreamed,
on an endless night that spells naught a single wink.

You sit in the eye of the storm to admire the chaos without,
but never dare to feel the wind when serenity's within.

The seven-coloured spectrum beholds a thousand questions,
but one answer you need, and the little pot of gold has it.