In Search Of A Mystery Poem by lalitha iyer

In search of sun rays
I went high up the air
all melted I returned
with no trace of mine
but only a cleanwashed swine.

In search of seas
I went for diving
only water and water
that drowned my senses hotter
no truth I divined.

In search of the smell
of earth's treasures
I dug up and up
till my knees plunged
into the heaps of mud
and then the worms
spoke of languages new
and sights of the breast
scaring me of rest
tired and fatigued to my bed

I want to know
how the buds he opened
I waited all night
and wandered round the garden
to examine every plant
the way it bloomed
past midnight when the breeze blows
and pressing eyebrows heavily row
me to sleep, me to sleep
i fell asleep without sensing my creep
till the breath of dawn woke up me to leap.

In search of God,
how life ends and begins
where is the seat of my soul
Oh, I dont know, the kind of the hole
that is drilled in my body
by this answerless poll.