I am a seeker trying hard to find
The reason for my existence in my own mind.
A restlessness that I cannot define
Drives me along, a relentless urge,
Uniquely mine, a swelling upsurge
Of energy that will not be denied,
A personal ,powerful, roaring riptide
That carries me along in its wake,
That throws up seeming treasures for me to take.
I have scrambled for, given undue importance to gold,
Striven for learning, climbed up power’s scaffold ,
And I am just learning that these are a tenuous toehold
To That which I seek- the multifaceted, manifold,
Spark of divinity in me , that’s my soul.
And when finally, the waves of Maya are stilled,
I shall glimpse my true nature, and rest, fulfilled.