Going In Circles

The mind began its incessant chatter

Whatever peace there was began to shatter

Then I made a resolution

Decided to find a permanent solution.

I went first to the tip of India, Kanyakumari

Solution washed away from the tip of the tongue, I became chary

I meditated in the Himalaya in the modified cave

The cave collapsed on me I had a close shave.

I searched in the mosque, the chapel and the big temple

It was all becoming too complex, which I thought to be simple

Suddenly I was accosted by a fakir

Who said to look inside with a mind crystal clear

So, I cleared the mind with one big sweep

Of all the muck, that formed one big heap

Then I saw engraved in small print

Too much seeking is injurious to mental peace

I was shocked and sullen

Ceased the search lest I get madden. 

Back to the start where I was

No more running around for such a cause.