seeking...

This being lost

Is like finding that something

I was searching for…

I am finding it in silence,

I am finding it in darkness!

The quest fulfilled,

When I forgot of the quest,

When I started a walk into me,

Not in search, but just a walk.

I enjoyed the silence,

The darkness, the solitude…

Where undefined me was alright,

The unclassified blend of me,

Making patterns in the silent darkness,

Like the morroccan lamps, with colours…

I wasn't me either,

Though it was me!

The me without identifiable features,

It's like being a transparent-opaque being,

With no defined boundaries-

Like a blurred shadow…

Still being me.

This me, unaware, 

Without definitions, raw, subtle, silent,

Pleasant, rude, vulnerable, melancholic,

Gleeful, smiling to oneself,

Yes, the same stupid chuckle-

I found again!

The me, I thought was lost-

 Was within me…

But I don't know 

What I see,

Still don't know, what I watch,

I wish, I was walked,

Or was shown-

What's hidden beyond it,

Or obvious that's not found!

I wish I was taught,

Or I was guided…

Walking this alone-

I seem to lose the essence,

That's clear but vague to me!

Show me the way, 

Show me the light,

Yes, I asked for this-

But I need help-

I don't know where to seek…

I find myself afraid

To embrace it all like this!