Unknowing

Why all this talk of searching, of teaching and knowing?
What matters where we come from or where we are going?
Why speak of solace, of enlightenment, of being whole?
What do we see inside and outside, of body and soul?
Does the mango tree speak of roots and shoots and many sweet fruits?
Does the spring koel speak of notes and beats and many sweet tunes?
Sing my heart, if music sings to you
Bring forth a fruit, if water you drink true.
But speak not of it, nor try to know
Seek not for it wherever you go

For,

Those who fruit, those who sing
They know not music not what they bring.