I wanted to know if there was life before life and after
I wanted to know what I was doing here and why
I wanted to know how the heart worked and how the brain thought
I wanted to know about others
I wanted to know what philosophers said and to get wiser reading their books
I went to all the churches and temples and mosques and listened to the teachers
I looked inside and outside and I tried to make sense of all
I tried to love and be loved, to make myself clean and worthy
I helped my brother and tried to be there when one needed me
And yet I looked ahead and I was still at the bottom of the mountain
Not even a step higher, not even a bit wiser.
You then came and held my hand
And my journey started...
