every minute, every second, every fraction
Mingled midst right and wrong, truth and lie
Trying to identify it among life’s abstraction.
I have confronted myriad souls
did so indeed,
every week, every day, every hour
hoping to find that eternal bliss
the reverence that can empower.
I have been waiting for that moment
an instant divine,
every decade, every century, every millennium
entering and exiting countless forms
rolling through a legion of delirium.
I have voyaged for a long time now
through the circle,
every life, every birth, every death,
searching for that prominent satisfaction,
A wandering soul’s true and eternal wealth.