A little poem

Divine Inner Bliss.
I looked for you all over the world not knowing that when I reached for you, in that reaching I lost you.
I must have been numb or perhaps blind to look for that which is beyond sight. To listen for that which is beyond sound. To knock on doors from the inside. To grab for that which is beyond touch. You are intangible yet within there is substance. You are dim and dark yet within, you are bright and lucid. You can be seen as nothing at all, yet you are at times everything to me.
My description of you is but one shade on the pallet of an infinite rainbow.
What I was looking for I was looking with.

Inspired by the TAO

Namaste,

Steven Earth