Poems - Visions, Dreams, Meditations -
6. The Sign
Searching, searching, I looked to find
Searched everywhere, even my mind
To find my way looked for a sign
Pointing me further down the line
This pointing sign I could not find
Though I could see, was worse than blind
As if by design, came to me a sign
Pointing at me, showed me whats mine
Looking outside, youll surely find
Sings pointing nowhere, the only kind
But if you pause, youll see the sign
Will come to you, your path define.
So if you look somewhere out there
Youll find a sign pointing nowhere
But if you sit and look within
Youll see pointing fingers unseen.
© Shahriar Shahriari
March 30, 1998
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