Tuesday, 20 November 2012

Poem

My Quest

 
In the beginning, I was seeking
Seeking for that one thing
The ultimate answer for everything

In my quest, I started questioning
Aeons of teaching, unfathomable conditioning
No more suppressing, no more repressing
Accepting all, resisting nothing

All of it I enjoyed experiencing
The peaks and valleys of joy and suffering

To understand 'this', 'that' I was pursuing
Like the river to a sea, a seeker I was being

In the end one day, entered a light so shining
Into my essence, like the sunlight of the early morning

Enlightenment is the journey, not the seeking
It is not about becoming, but simply being
 

 Ratish            **********

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