The Quest

A seeker seeing her own self, lost in the day to day living

I set out, determined to find

My lost soul, so long left behind

Only wish my search had begun sooner

Well, they say, better late than never

When did I lose her? I wonder,

Where could she be? I ponder.

How could I have let this happen?

{Did she escape being trapped in?}

or 

Did she disappear when I was sleeping?

Should have guarded her with my life,

Now, the loss, it cuts through, a sharp knife,

Caught up in the mindless chatter,

I failed to notice her loss and laughter.

No longer can I bear to part with her

My quest unceasing,until I meet her.

My dear soul, where do you wander,

Search I will, then surrender.

And once I bring you back, will I 

Learn to come alive, to fly.

For with you within me,to tend,

There would be no need to pretend,

You are the Truth, I strive

In You, I come wholly alive.

Author's Note

changes to my first draft after taking feedback.

Reviews

[Solar]

A very accomplished first draft it is on a most important quest.

Just wonder about 'happen' and 'nappin' - that seemed a bit dissonant in the context of the rest of the wording.

The last lines lift the poem to a sublime spiritual dimension:

You are the Truth, I strive
In You, I come wholly alive

[Madhusudha]

very astutely put.I went with that word only for the rhyming and hope to find something that doesn't take away the meaning.. thanks for your time. I meant it in a philosophical way than a spiritual sense. thanks again

[Krizito]

I like the feeling your words convey; repentance, strong resolve.
"And once I bring you back, will I
Learn to come alive, to fly."
One line I love...for a first draft its quite. Now let's pop some popcorns, cross our legs and sit back for the rest...

[Madhusudha]

thanks for the feedback. I will work on it further thanks for your time.