The Search
The Search !
My eyes do wade, looking for you around,
coming to terms with facts, it hits aground!
Where on earth is my breath? is my thought;
pall of gloom descends as I decipher the plot!
All across in this world and beyond that spread,
not finding true love is something we ever dread!
The essence is felt with the feeling of one,
it is thy physical absence - that I do shun!
I stare at the space and wondering at the maze,
its at the unseen consciousness I fix my gaze!
Thoughts at random, do surface from the past,
but, gently weaned all out and didn't let any last!
Whence and to whither, will this journey slither?
neither origin nor end, in time - will everything wither?
In the plenum of consciousness, matter is a process;
in its making and its breaking that we find roses!
And as I sank in thought, in search of mine,
homed-in deep within and found my divine!
Never away, and there can never ever be,
ah, my search stopped after I found me in thee!
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