There You Will Find Me Poem by Dhaval Rathod

Don't look around in the
quiet wind and the silent sea.
Look right into the eye of the storm,
and there you will find me.

Don't gaze at the moon that
borrows the light a little milky.
It is in the core of the burning sun
that you will find me.

Don't ask the passing clouds,
they won't answer your plea.
Listen to the rumbling thunder,
and then you will hear me.

Don't go atop the mountains,
nor in the depths of the valley.
Dip your hand in the flowing river,
and you will have touched me.

Don't rush through the pages,
just to see what will be.
Read between the lines,
and you will discover me.

Don't build statues in my name,
nor worship me in any tree.
True monument is the memory
that reminds you of me.

Don't look around for me in
any picture that you see.
Look right into your own eyes,
and there you will find me.

Don't try to find me in songs,
prayers or the hum of the bee.
Listen to your beating heart,
and you will know it's me.