finding my zen

I'm looking for my zen. i think the lessons i've learned from life, from study of the words of masters, points me in the direction i'm going, but then, they'd have to. there's only the one. the point i've gotten is that it sits waiting for you to realize you're there. it can be the same for every person, or different for everyone. the journey there is just to allow you to see what surrounds you already, it allows you to broaden your perceptions to the obvious. i know the feel, the sense of it. the eternal blind spot that encompasses everything, allowing you to finally see. the moment you achieve sucess by forgetting to try. and the humor of seeing yourself try to grasp a handful of water .