The Quest

I looked,
I peeked,
I searched.

I sought after, that which my heart longed for,
My Lord, my God, that which is my core.

In dry lands
With stretched out hands
Beyond that which I see
By faith and patience He will make me be
He carved out everything called a path,
Defied all laws, beat the system called math.

From rocks and deserts came out water
In Him I put my trust, I dare not falter
Unto him I will still look
Into every cranny & nook
In the turbulent times and best of times
My hope and trust in him beyond all signs
Beyond Gideon’s fleece
My faith and patience in the unseen births bliss

The water and the fire seldom makes weary
Its purpose is to make faith wavy
But like the fathers of old,
In the face of adversity, there, I must be bold.