The Eternal Search

By Kusuma R

Oh, as though I could convince and I was the king and it's my province,

Went on all the length & breadths of consciousness

Not knowing it's alarming and untamable vastness!

How so sure was I that there could be an end?

For each milestone I touched, it expanded further to show a new bend.

Was I just walking or searching along too? Whatever I got and lost on the way, was it meant to be true?

Alas, the sand looks greener here and the grass looks browner!

Is it the vision that changed or the perception that transformed?

Has it all evolved because it had to?

Or has it transformed because it was caused to?

Real reveals the unreal, so does the illusion

For it follows no order, has rebels to all resolution.

Over the ends and in new beginnings, quiet somethings have been found

No fear to lose, nor an audacity to gain

Whatever left you, has to come back again

What's left to be removed or added?

For all that you know is always included.

The seeker becomes the sought

The teacher becomes the taught

In search of a truth that never alters,

The thinker becomes the thought!

By Kusuma R