I came to this world looking for you
And I do it all the while within and
outside.
As life clock moves without any stop
I move with the current of time groping
In the dark gaping.
No one is watching me, I am a witness
to myself
Watching in sleep and wakefulness
my journey to myself.
Whe you watch me all asleep, you are
under illusion.
In the silent house iof God I am awake
With God hearing to his holy melody.
My seeking spirit is stretching into silences
To find in the emptiness your all time
presence.
And when I enter the sanctum of heart,
I find only myself present.
MyKoul