Quest
I've searched the depths of this heart Empty every word ever said Where in does this quest end For answers to questions unsaid I walk and run and crawl To find works that answer my thoughts Do I stop and wait for clues That fetch the bliss of Truth These tiny thoughts and words fall short To seek the eternal tunes of Gods Do I stop for answers or works That quench my quest for thoughts Lie after lie written and told Upon the memory of man long gone Holding thought to those dead words We fight and kill to hoard Death may answer questions untold To the ones Death decides to hold I wait not for Death to roll Into my path that unfolds Death shall come and pass Heavens and hell may last The length of a mad mans thoughts For every prayer of the past Death, mans excuse for a God In laziness religions last Knowledge the key to Bliss Mans eternal quest at last I stop here to reflect Words and deeds of man In Truth I see the essence The Bliss of eternal exitence I am.. Sat Chit Ananda