Who Am I

O God Who am I?

Am I your's?

Or you are mine?

I inquired a lot,

Got to know

You are infinite.

But I wanted to meet you.

In search of you Met some People

They said you live in temple.

I went to temple, to find you in figures and stones

Beautifully carved but with no tones.

I was saddened as I wanted to talk to you.

Moved ahead, to find some

For them you are to be found only in a Mosque.

I got a hope against a hope.

But Alas! You were perhaps gone.

I was stranded and frustrated,

Suddenly came a father out of lurch

O my child come you will find the Lord only in Church.

I was happy that at last I would find you.

Oh No again whom I was finding is himself hanging.

I was torn and tearful; dejected and fearful.

When Will I and How will I find my GOD.

Suddenly a man came gave me some food

I ate it and found you in him.

It rained; I sheltered Myself beneath a rock.

I found you in it.

I twinkled and smiled

How foolish I was.

O my God you are no where but everywhere

You are in Me

I am in you.

You are Me

And I Am you.