I was
Always
Looking for
Something..
Sometimes
Everything,
Always
Something
Special.

Each thing
I found
Turned out
To not be
What I was
Looking for.

So I looked
For the one
Thing,
The oneness
Thing,
The thing
To end
All things.

It seemed
That I'd
Occasionally
Glimpsed it,
But it always
Slipped from
My grasp.
The more
I saught it
The more
Illusive
It seemed
To be.

So I concluded
That it was
Nothing..
Not something
That I sought.

So I set about
Looking for
Nothing..

I didn't
Find it.

Nothing
Was found.

Everything is
Already
Nothing.

Such an
Empty prize.
I wept,
And laughed
With wonderous
Disappointment.