Poor soul I see,
searching for something.
"What is it that I am searching for?",
she asks.
She asks her pals,
who say it all with their eyes.
So she turns to the mirror,
that glances back at her with confusion.
So she turns to me,
I lack the answer.
So she turns to her soul,
that direct her to God.
So she asks her God,
and then only she finds...
"The perfection?",
"The truth?",
"The satisfaction",
I ask.
"The search",
She says.
Om highly recommends Conference of the Birds
searching for something.
"What is it that I am searching for?",
she asks.
She asks her pals,
who say it all with their eyes.
So she turns to the mirror,
that glances back at her with confusion.
So she turns to me,
I lack the answer.
So she turns to her soul,
that direct her to God.
So she asks her God,
and then only she finds...
"The perfection?",
"The truth?",
"The satisfaction",
I ask.
"The search",
She says.
Om highly recommends Conference of the Birds
5 comments:
i don't get it. God = the search? what does that mean?
Don't ask me, I lack answers.
Exactly.
Paulo Coelho says: "Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself, and that no heart has ever suffered when it goes in search of its dreams, because every second of the search is a second's encounter with God and with eternity."
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