Rejoice - Conscious

They spoke into my ears
– they heard a prayer..

They heard words full of goodies..
- What it meant to them?

They searched your heart .. your soul..
– they saw a priest..

They saw visions full of colours
- What it meant to them?

They sniffed all around…
– they smelt a something

They knew it’s full of aroma..
- What it meant to them?

They touched all me senses..
- And still returned empty handed…

As clouds passing by, laughed.
- A whisper of wind into my ears…

“Did they”?
“Will they?

They never came to ask..
- Methods and modalities for soul searching…

Until-ever…
It never...Rained on them…

They are still looking
Looking always, outside of themselves…!!