The Paradox of Spirituality

I am always doing, when nothing need be done.

I search for answers, when there is nothing to find.

I strive to learn, but I must unlearn.

I wake from sleep, into another dream

I search for God, it is God that seeks.

I ask for forgiveness, but there’s nothing to forgive.

I run away, but never move an inch.

I beg for knowledge, of what I already know.

I fear my death, but have presumed my birth.

I am nothing, but I am everything.