[Unseeking Seeker]

Inspired by ‘I wandered lonely as a cloud’ by William Wordsworth

I wandered lonely as a mist,
blissful, aware, yearning to share
but closed hearts waving a clenched fist,
were not souls with whom I could pair,
yet love’s pull was strong, so I sang
hymns in God’s praise, till death’s bell rang.

Death of form passed, I was reborn,
this time around, as a sun ray,
God’s gift of life, that none could scorn,
for which all souls earnestly pray
but there were some, who crouched in fear,
holding yet, dark delusion dear.

Love and light as my attributes,
my form had fully vaporised,
firmly in heaven, were my roots,
doing as was by God advised,
quietly sowing seeds of love,
donning symbol of the peace dove.

Soaring thus at zenith like height,
I saw that God in-dwells each form,
felt by pure hearts as bliss delight,
surrendered to this benign storm.
Void like space, ceasing to resist,
I wandered lonely, as a mist.