The Jewel

I left it here I know it

in this dark and distant land.

Like the prophet in the desert

My footsteps are the wind

It is itself the seeker

And all that’s ever sought

It is said that you can find it

By forever seeking not.

It is buried ever deeper

In sands of endless thought

By melting into nothing

This precious jewel is bought

Across this trackless desert

I wandered all my life

A search for understanding

A passage without light

There came a silent evening

In the Oasis of my mind

The jewel that I was seeking

I knew I’d never find

Not at least by knowing

For it cannot be known

The place where I was going

No one can ever own

For it is not an object

And it is not a thing

It resides in nothing

So nothingness it brings

Now the stars are rising

In the quiet of my mind

Hidden by my nature

The jewel I’ll never find.