I am the mystery that i seek,
Hoping never it be revealed fully to me.
Drunken, aware and yet grasping each day a lill more
The more i seek it, the more beautiful i become.
The beauty that i see within, is the beauty of thousand lotuses
with an intoxicating fragrance of love unbound
The love which rips my heart open and splits me up into infinite small pieces…
I am…the one on a journey… piecing together the mysterious puzzle
When i started…i was lost, worried n confused whether i will piece it all together…
Now am afraid…that i just might
I want to shun the piecing together
and throw the key into an abyss in which it will be lost forever
I wonder why many mysteries around me are in a hurry
to figure it out.
As i sit by a river and watch my reflection
I smile at it and look in the sky
and the head bows down
And a prayer slips through my heart
“I am the mystery that i seek,
I hope i never figure it out”
– Raah –
(message for the walkers on the “edge” of the lodge)
