the quest continues in many ways
but the truth is never found
myriad things have been spoken
but the mystery remains in silence,
thundering rain cleansed the surface
deep down further the reality flows,
generations shall crawl, live and die,
without a glimpse of eternal’s clues,
prophets, books and cries for prayers,
like howling wolves to the moon,
in quest of that which is unknown,
they shall all perish, eons will roll,
but that hidden truth-
who is to know?
Some seek truth
in clear, sweet
streams -- a
dapple of sun,
a capture of beams --
Some seek truth in
deep, salty seas --
thinking truth, God's
sunken mysteries --
I find truth
in your devoted, loving
eyes; and if that is
not truth, then I will
settle for lies….
She is a professional revenge seeker
I would not call her a friend
more an acquaintance
Let’s call her Madeline
she will never know it is her
and she is savage in getting even
if anyone does the slightest thing to her
she is ready to take out a hatchet and lop off their head
her family is terrified of her
her neighbors cross the road when they see her coming
she has been known to chop mice into pieces and place them in your yard
if she thinks you have double crossed her in any way
here she comes now; I have to stop typing
I do not want her to suspect I am home.
Search for me ! I’m somewhere on Gaia
jumping timelines in azure release
planet raising consciousness, sublime
showers of pearlescent raindrops fall
traversing freely through dimensions
await phenomenal gifts bequeathed
as you plug into immortal bond
Search for me ? I’m inside of you, Heart !
There is tug of war between inside and out
map of my wondering mind invites you
I anchor your sensuousness whilst traversing
playful and scientific is my explorations
All your external quests leads you into my core
answers lie in our pulses held by the ALL
search for me inside telepathic waves
quantum is our eternal entanglement
Search for me from chaos to coherence
moving through tides of metal and fire
feel your rhythm in my veins all knotted
let go of outcomes as you Search for me
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He emerges from the twilight of his troubles
and walks into the light of a new day,
finding hope in the arrival of its elements,
searching for redemption on the illuminated path.
He learns a lesson from every wound;
Every darkness takes him back to his roots,
to the mystery hidden in his ancestors’ footsteps,
to the veil that silences his echoes.
A sage was sent to him—
a priestess who had long sought to understand the mystery of the unseen.
Together, they journeyed through a meadow of shadows,
where she spoke to the Gatekeeper of the refreshing dawn.
He understands that life is filled with complexities and perplexities.
He realises that the unseen shapes the seen.
He also knows that there will be an end to strife at Zion’s gate.
Because of this, he watches, listens, prays, hopes, and waits.
October 18, 2025.
The seeker
Seeks of the ultimate truth
For the unknown to be known
The unseen, seen
The unspoken, heard
Solitude
The exploration comes from within.
The traveler
A traveler, not the ordinary one
But of a different kind
Travels through the space & time
Through the dimensions unknown
On a journey without an end
A journey that’s just begun
I'm not sayin you don't have a right
to feel the way you do,
but have you considered every avenue,
every stream that lines information directly to you?
Have you considered perspective?
That what appears to be truth could be, in actuality, subjective -
effective truth hidden behind piercing offensive lies?
Have you considered that life is like a puzzle,
and every piece you put together creates a picture of its own.
And that picture is all you can see
for now
it's all you can believe in
for now
until you find another piece that creates a new picture.
And so the pattern continues,
until someday your eyes can view the entirety of each puzzle piece.
And THAT is
peace
is understanding,
is seeing the whole picture.
So let us all be believers in building puzzles,
and arise as continual seekers of all the pieces
for peace
UNSEEKING SEEKER CONTINUUM
The Seeker can never be
unseeking for what is
sought is forever seeking
stillpoint is continuum
neither end nor beginning
membrane is not
holding woven
for what weaves loosens
then leaves
space expands then binds
twenty four into forty eight
at the middle disentangles
unmusically gently
three from two is enough
for now
as six is a resting point
overlapping spirals
fountaining colourless
darkness dark the dark storm
my solace disappeared in that storm
one, two, three, i counted days & nights
lavish emotions, i cannot afford to feel
cactus grew out instead of rose
rush of emotions, i never felt before
my thousand white tulips, turned to thousand red rose
clouds cleared and baby blue sky
in aeon i felt at ease in that storm
I fought my fear and my ghosts
Night will always pass
Rainy day will always clear
Hope for better days.
Who is the seeker, who would rise
Know we’re not body-mind
Once this truth we so realise
No fears or desires bind
Discard pride and be still
Voids within in time fill
On surrendering will
Let’s become meeker
Who is the seeker
The Seeker
I have come to find shelter
with a fire dance on my lips,
my waist turning heads,
twisting in the tango of my history;
I have come with a storm in my eyes,
perhaps you will name me home.
I am here to seek a home,
where the sky will not spit on my face
nor the moon’s rays electrocute me;
it must not erase my beauty;
I carry my body like a river
and flow to the source of my dreams.
There is a fire in my heart
without the slow-killing smoke;
perhaps you will not suffocate
the whispers of intense love
burning in your soul.
Perhaps you will not trap my cry in your navel.
I tried to change my history, root,
I tried to exchange my destiny;
yet, here I am, intoxicated with shame,
the debris of my unwanted then,
when I sought In a million ways
to find another home.
dear cosmic seeker
where did you come from
what did you leave behind
stardust memories nebula moments
dear cosmic seeker
who did you leave behind
celestial family cosmic friends
dear cosmic seeker
what dreams did you not find there
here in this vast expanse
dear cosmic seeker neighbour
understood misunderstood
welcomed dismissed
I will never understand you
you or your cosmic reality
fully partially
but I will try
try my utmost
to accept your starry essence
even love your celestial core somehow
dear cosmic seeker
what tricks does the universe play
what riddles does it weave
in the tapestry of your journey
dear cosmic seeker
what do you see
through your telescope dreams
peering through time's veil
dear cosmic seeker
listen closely
can you hear the universe's laughter
echoing in your cells
dear cosmic seeker
stop searching the skies
for some grand design
the answer lies within
dear cosmic seeker
look in the mirror
see the galaxies in your eyes
feel the cosmic heartbeat
that unlocks all secrets
dear cosmic seeker
you are the journey's end
and it’s beginning
the question and the answer
it's you it's you
Beneath the dark skies,
when life is fast asleep,
I spotted a beautiful rose,
rocking her bees to sleep.
As morning spews her dew,
and the stars begin to dim,
the roses have all opened,
there's buzzing from within.
Now it's time for breakfast,
the boys are hungry fellows,
they leave their bed of roses,
to spread their dust of yellow.
Whenever I see a bee,
I'll appreciate him more,
for if a rose can keep him,
he's someone to adore.
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