Looking for...

 

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.