I see you
Seeking, looking everywhere,
Left and right, ahead, behind, above, below,
In every direction.
Spying a glint, a gleam, a hint -
Rushing forward, reaching out, grasping
Mist and moonlight, dissolving dream of certainty
Flowing away - might as well
Attempt to clasp a sunbeam
In a closed palm.
The light to show
The way to know
The truth, beyond belief or doubt
Escapes the seeker seeking out.
Be still, beloved,
I Am within.
About The Eye of the Crone
The perspective shared here is one that comes from decades of experience, study, and personal unfoldment. It is ultimately the result of an unexpected spiritual awakening that occurred in 1971, by which a foolish young woman touched Wisdom, and became a dedicated student of the Divine Being.