The Search for me

The Search for Me

In the quagmire of the mind,

We perceive the world outside,

As rivers,

Silently being,

Or gurgling past in a hurry!

Bridges across forever,

Meeting streams 

Flowing down 

Stoic mountains,

Into slushy

Thick grass,

Giving no impass 

To the silence 

Or chaos! 

A scene that describes

Life

As we perceived

As we are deceived,

By the illusion 

That this confusion

Has to be overcome

To become 

One with the Universe!

The Master watches,

Silently hoping 

Something would click 

And I would flick 

The switch 

And look inward.

I did.

And found silence, 

Went well with 

an alliance

With emptiness,

And what I saw outside

Was not what was!

Letting go was not 

Abandoning life,

Letting go

Was abandoning 

The identity,

Of duality!

People and situations

Come and go,

'I ' remain 

A witness,

A silent space,

Beyond Limits.