With so many seeking truth,
I wonder how many have really found it…
Groping in the dark,
Up the wrong tree many of us bark.
The wanderings of many lead them no where,
To proclaim the futility of their pursuit hardly anyone would dare.
Lives spent in this endless chase,
Entangled in this unending maze,
Going giddily round and round,
Has anyone really enlightenment found?
Is there any light at the end of the tunnel
Towards which end all our energy swarms of us funnel?
Or is it that in this all-enveloping cosmic void
Of any meaning which seems to be devoid,
We have to just sit tight
And be our own light
To make sense of the fathomless dark.
Perhaps we have to be our own lark
And make up our own songs to soothe our angst-ridden soul
That so much clamours to be happy and whole!
Perhaps…
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