As quest 

for why, where, what and who

ends - I look for crumbs

and leftovers

on my plate

all that's here is mine
I know

all that's left now 
will stay

it'll be only for You

So once again

I turn a page

Without blindfolds this time 

I look through visible script
to read the scrawl 
of invisible hand

that holds for me

the decree 

of Divine.