Almost sufi

I was looking for You
in temples
I was looking for You
my Beloved
I heard the echo
of Your voice
but you were not there

I was looking for You
in the mountains
I searched for You
in the valleys
my Beloved
And found only
Your footprint

I was looking for You
my Beloved
until my feet ached
and my body grew weary
I was looking for You
until I fell to the ground
My Love

I stopped looking for You
My Beloved
and my heart burst open
with sadness and pain
It burst open
My Love

And there You were ...
in my heart.

Almost zen

Looking at the vast desert
My heart is soothed
Soft yellow sand
is all that remains
even of the hardest stone