It's a Zen World

It’s a zen world. 

You look and look and bust your ass looking. 

Then you say, 'F#$% it,’ and quit and then over it you trip. 

It jumps in your lap. It appears in your hands. Bolt from the blue. 

You say, ‘where was it when I was looking so hard?’ Whisper steals into your mind, ‘Here all along, here all along. Waiting for you to be ready.’