The Search for Self. From the Indian.
I read about the Self
and sought it
but it said nothing
I worshipped the Self
but it did not smile at me
I surrendered every action
to the Self
but it only watched,
said nothing,
did not smile
now I am silent,
watch, and smile:
how can you find
that which you never lost?
poem by Michael Shepherd
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