Wednesday, July 3, 2013

Seeking... you...in nothing...

Dear
Am i seeking You?
Nay...
That all i can always say...
For seeking you the most
Is not my way...
For seeking you is not seeking you either...
Your glorious terms...
God where once spelt His charms...
That can never be sought...
Who so ever that ever bought?

i seek you not
In the chaos...
In energy loss...
In atomic blasts that only caused decay...
nay!
i seek you not in the crowd...
In queues long before cinemascope...

in their stead
Seeking you where
Nothingness sheer null results breed...

In nothingness...pure...
Sitting on a mat on a cool marble floor
Of a temple...
Or a church...
Or a mosque...

Seeking you there...
Your stem...
Leaves...
Bare...

Nay...
Je cherchais rien...
Not am I on any feign...

Seeking you
In the late evening sleep
Seeking you in nothingness deep...

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