The Master Within
By John Lowe
Where are you going? Where have you been? What are you looking for? What have you seen?
I don’t know where I’m going. God only knows where I’ve been. I don’t know what I’m looking for. I’m not even sure what I’ve seen.
Everyone is traveling In a different direction. They seem to be looking For eternal perfection.
There must be someone Who can show me the way. Someone who has seen The dawn of a new day.
You are trying too hard To follow the crowd. You are looking for answers In all the wrong clouds.
Am I the only one Running in a ring? Am I the only one Who doesn’t see a thing?
Why are you so lost To the things that are true? Why are you so blind To what’s inside of you?
The answers are inside? But that can’t be. How did they get there? I just can’t see
They have always been there. You have just never looked. To the Master Within And to open your own book.
…Wow! And all this time It never occurred to me That what I was seeking Was right here inside of me.
Where are you going? Where have you been? What are you looking for? What have you seen?
To the Master Within.
To where I’ve never been.
In search of my true self
In a way I’ve never seen.
