The Seeker

Do you believe in The Beautiful Isle

that defies logic and the human mind?

Tune yourself to the altered reality

and unfurl into the infinite design

Touch is a senseless sense in your dreams

But you can still feel my breath

Breaching the barriers of understanding

We stand on the brink of a bleak present

To only fall into the blurred future

Who are you, friend?

What is your purpose?

Is it to create?

Or worship the unknown Creator?

Who am I you ask?

I am above you, I judge you, I control you

For I am the seeker.

A prediction

The embers are being extinguished

blow on them not

For it is happening for the better

Can you sense the intangible cold?

Succeeding the cause

Preceding the effect

Is the uncertain

And the answer, unknown.

The subtle turns

Just when you think you've got it all done, the wind blows the other way, the clouds creep up to hide the sun and well.. everything goes down hill from there.

Now, I've nurtured a sense of acceptance in me. Is it the highest form of being? Perhaps.

You are dust in the wind,

Waft in it carelessly

And hear it whisper

Its infinite wisdom.