Every-present...

A Poem by tinalouise

We spend lifetimes searching for something...

I can see you clearly now,
no hiding place
you're there
behind each eye
on each and every face.

It must be
that you've always been
there......
watching,
observing,
ever-present stare,

How have I missed you?
All of this time,
all of the searching
for your world...

...when you were always
right here,
in mine.

© 2009 tinalouise

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FR Toscano

Always searching everywhere but inside. That would be me. And that is why this poem resonates. Loved the play on words in your title.

I only read and commented on a few of your posts before and I hope to remedy that now that we're here on the cafe.

Posted 15 Years Ago

Pax Analog

Intriguing. . .Perhaps this ever-present awareness plays at ALL the roles. . . .

Besides being a perennially wise resonance, this poem reminds me of The Ever-Present Origin, by Jean Gebser, one of my favorite texts.

"What you're looking for/looks through your own eyes" goes an old song lyric of mine, in that vein.

"We spend lifetimes searching for something. . ." till eventually we see through the fallacy of the seeker.

But even Nondual Mind plays at emergence, at "otherness" -- else our dance of evanescent phantoms would not exist.

Cheerz to your poem, to "seeing" and "finding" and all that Kosmic jazz. . .;-)