I roamed around the world in search of God,
Seeking blessings to salve my troubled soul.
I chanted hymns, and bowed to the Divine,
I said my prayers, led a life austere.
I went without food, and walked miles barefoot-
Penance for my sins, but they hardly helped.
Athirst for some solace, that seemed so scarce,
I came home, forlorn, still a troubled soul.
Then I found, a pair of eyes on the road,
They spoke of hunger, for food and some love.
I gave her bread, and my blanket, and lo!
When she grinned, I realized I’d been daft.
I’d been searching the wrong places; for now-
I’d found peace, in the God who lives within.
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