Searching

Examination

Always looking for something

Sequencing events

Following functions

Trying, trying all the time

To find the order

Age and grow older

There is no escape, we are

Woven Fate's skein

Spinning on the wheel

Each and every thread, a line

Spun in the shadows

Soiled in the sunlight

Unravelling like poor cloth

And secretive truths

Trackless as the sea

The inscrutable Brachma

Intraversable

Each tear, an Atman

Like the dew on Maya’s face

Sweet as her sorrow