Staggeringly
Has he come to the Self
Asking,
Searching for the Ultimate Truth,
The Eternal Truth
Which but guides,
Guides ultimately
When disbelief in belief
Holds,
Keeps barred
Becoming Light to unto thyself
Which is but inextinguishable.
But the Boat of Life keeps it going,
Drifting on,
Floating over the surf and foam
Of worldly mire,
Snares
But the Truth is Truth,
The Eternal Truth
So look to it,
As look I to myself.
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