Searching

Examination

Always looking for something

Sequencing events

 

Following functions

Trying, trying all the time

To find the order

 

Age and grow older

There is no escape, we are

Woven Fate’s skein

 

Spinning on the wheel

Each and every thread, a line

Spun in the shadows

 

Soiled in the sunlight

Unravelling like poor cloth

And secretive truths

 

Trackless as the sea

The inscrutable Brachma

Intraversable

 

Each tear, an Atman

Like the dew on Maya’s face

Sweet as her sorrow

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