HIS Story

When did I dream of IT ? IT Or a Judge or a Watcher?
When did I seek meaning? When does the answer elude further?
Did IT escape my fetching?
Did I stop searching?

Did I care enough to seek with heart?
Or I stopped when IT shone beyond
Did IT ever exist?
Or does ITS existence rely on us?
Should I give another start?
Should I wait for IT to respond?
Should I ponder on laws? Not Resist.
Or should I resist ending this fuss?

Everyone has an answer
Yet all are dumb.
It's only our opinion that sticks
Out like a sore thumb.

Maybe searching and questioning is the answer? Maybe it is not.
Maybe IT is yet to be revealed? Maybe IT was never to be sought?
If IT watches us from within? Maybe IT was there all around?
Maybe IT had spoken aloud? Maybe IT was our own sound?

And when I read HIS words. It all screamed answers in return
I kept reading with rapt attention.  Answers found in every turn.

Certainly I did not dream of HIM. HE reached us.
We sought meaning at the time when all of it was loss.
By having the forbidden fruit we brought onto the world The mark of sin and so it all pointed to the herald.
The enmity betwixt Serpent and the Woman
By Her feet with Her SEED, the former would be smitten. The answer did not escape me for it was I who sought otherwise
I never stop to fetch for HIM but sought with error, I realise.
I never cared to seek with heart. It was the mind that worked.
HE shone right forth, the leaves. HE paraded and never lurked.
HE could never have been so "A figment of my mind"
Should HE be, there would be A name and a lore behind.
Indeed, I should resume. Indeed, another start.
Fresh and anew, With trust at heart.
Ponder the laws with an open mind and never should it be forgotten
That the New is fulfilled in the Old. The Old in the New is hidden
Resist, should I understand little. Understand with all that contained
Everyone has an answer, sure. But Truth, in scarce, is obtained
Searching and questioning will do. But contemplating does the major lift
It is revealed as clearly as I see. But seeking requires a certain Gift.
He would, for sure, dwell within If I unlatch the door inside Everywhere! E'en in unexpected places, in dimensions of forthwith upside.
Yes, HE is speaking through every possible way
Inner sound? SURE. But in listening the secrets lay.