What is that?

I know not what I'm asking for
I know not what I'm seeking
Your vision..? Your grace..?
Smooth life..? Peaceful death..?

But breaths keep visiting me
Keeping this body up & alive
Do I live on with a hope,
or the Divine lives in me with a hope?
..A hope that I soon realize 'I am that'

I touch objects, the ground, people
Yet am untouched

I know now, 'I am that'
I breathe on to live that truth
The drop knows of the ocean
But the ocean in this drop is seldom reminded of !