[Unseeking Seeker]

Speak not in riddles or metaphors
State the truth simply, in black and white
Are we not hemmed in by space and time
Bemused is mind and clouded our sight

The truth is simple, weary pilgrim
Rest ego spawned doubts and just know this
There’s nothing out there, God dwells within
As His child, we are love, light and bliss

The seeker who seeks does not exist
In truth, we are in a lucid dream
Silence is the tool that sets us free
The world is but thought, we chose to stream

Where lies identity when thoughts cease
Heart expands, one with the universe
We then are, awareness self-aware
Pulsating without need to rehearse

Know God is the light that lights all lights
Made in His image, we are as He
Discard all vicarious knowing
Break the mirror and directly see

Quatrain