Looking For You Poem by Cristobal Benjumea

Am I looking for you my love, or not looking

at you, at them

its my right to come out of the doubt

to have a choice, i want you.

to have or not to have

i see you in the sea, the joyfull waves

describe your beauty, your happyness.

the leaves the tree leaves, indicate a trail to you, to your sacred altar, the green is their substanance.

love is my substanance,

love is my desire

the trees are your respite

im powerless, who has power, the divine

I become a bird to see, from a distance the whole picture, the relative value in the universe

its a case of, yes no yes no yes, coldly

i have become a machine with no feelings, its a purely academic affair.

a result orientated effort

sort of shopkeeping

What about humans, its a sort of material dilemma

But the journey has many stations

and i cant stay longer in any one station, what is the meaning of each station.

Its up to me to make it as i wish, as love wishes,

out of bad experiences, my vessel is cut to hold joy

to live in the field of green, with flowers,

to watch the running brook.

invisible love, is it what you envisaged it.

was it a disappointment or not a disapoinment

am i looking for the material or not the material

am i happy, and is happynes fulfiling

am i deriving pleasure and joy and love for my fellows that brings me closer

Have i unlocked with the key the door to my inner self, and do i worry about what other people think, or is it what i think of myself that is important.

i not mind and have hope and confidence in me

out of foolishness to becoming wise

uglynes, or beauty

becoming is greater than being

motion better than limbo

heaven better than hell

joy the keys to the kingdom

is my happynes a fountain of possibilities