Early Fragment (1)

I’ve always been lost, he said.
Ever since I was a child who
was old enough to remember.

Oh? I asked. And how do you
Think that happened?

The way it always does, he said.
I kept on hearing a name and
ended up believing it was mine.

And after that? I asked. Did you
find what you were looking for?

No, he answered. All I could ever
find was the longing and the seeking.
They were the only things I found.

And now? I asked. Surely, now?
After all this time? Something?

Nothing! He clapped. Nothing!
Ha! There’s nothing here at all
except the seeing and the loving.

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