I look
for, I see and at last I find.
I find not the unseen for I haven’t looked.
It’s like an untrodden path or of such kind
Where none had gone nor even walked.
To find is the hardest until we see
And we see it not when never looked for.
To relate; the unseen is in the ray of lee
Or may be concealed
inside the core.
It’s a promise that however it is found
At the end of the untrodden path or
At the very first sight at the ground,
Only it requires is our looking for.
Let the unseen be the goodness or delight.
Let’s oblige ourselves to look for it.
Let’s see the good all day and night
Whether at length or in the tiniest bit.
I look for, I see
and at last I find
And I've chosen to look for the best
Or better prefer to be blind,
I shall not find others’ faults lest.
