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!

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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.