The passage describes the narrator's lifelong search for something, looking in many places both grand and ordinary, but never finding it. It explores searching in nature, buildings, objects, and concepts. In the end, the narrator realizes that if any divine truth remains on Earth, it is found not in the corrupted natural world or powerful people, but within the immortal eyes of their newborn child.

1. IN MY CHILD’S IMMORTAL EYES
My entire life I kept frantically searching for it; at times in the most majestic of
castles; while at times in the steps of that led to the freshly constructed temple of
simplistically pink stone,
My entire life I kept desperately searching for it; at times in tempestuously jostling
streets; while at times in the winds of perpetually tranquil and nondescript silence,
My entire life I kept disorientedly searching for it; at times in vibrantly soaring kites
of fathomless sky; while at times in every terrestrial flock of sheep that nimbly
wandered through the valley,
My entire life I kept unrelentingly searching for it; at times in patriotically blazing
battlefields of unflinching bravery; while at times in every ethereal butterfly that
fluttered past my unkempt kitchen window,
My entire life I kept disconsolately searching for it; at times in the enigmatically
intrepid forests; while at times in orphaned ponds of rapaciously seductive rain water,
My entire life I kept indefatigably searching for it; at times in the rhapsodically
ebullient entrenchment of clouds; while at times in the brilliantly scintillating epitome
of the indomitably towering mountains,
My entire life I kept tirelessly searching for it; at times in the profoundly resplendent
stars; while at times in the profusely honey embellished crevices; of
the rambunctiously frolicking hive,
My entire life I kept intransigently searching for it; at times in vapidly ramshackle
hillocks of sordid clay; while at times in the effusively explicit reflection that
emanated from the sheet of pellucid mirror,
My entire life I kept irrevocably searching for it; at times in playgrounds of humble
innocuousness; while at times in the stonily inane blackness of the frigid winter night,
My entire life I kept hopelessly searching for it; at times in fathomless open spaces of
crass nothingness; while at times in celestially tantalizing fairies having just
descended from the cosmos,
My entire life I kept disgruntlingly searching for it; at times in regally tangy waters of
the undulating ocean; while at times in vivaciously evanescent rainbows that brazenly
swept across the horizons,

2. My entire life I kept limitlessly searching for it; at times in the ingeniously
proliferating chapters of venerated earth; while at times in the transiently exotic
fragrance of the fascinatingly seasonal rose,
My entire life I kept indiscriminately searching for it; at times in the blissfully
untainted waters of the pristine Ganges; while at times in the uncanny stillness as
crimson dusk transcended all in conceivable vicinity,
My entire life I kept restlessly searching for it; at times in the most contemporarily
vivid of paraphernalia; while at times in the fantastically iridescent dew-drops lazily
kissing lush green ground,
My entire life I kept timelessly searching for it; at times in meadows of propitious
virility; while at times in the unitedly heavenly cluster of symbiotic mankind,
My entire life I kept frenetically searching for it; at times in uninhibitedly untamed
wilderness; while at times in the most exquisitely garnished of freshly wedded brides,
My entire life I kept irretrievably searching for it; at times in unendingly silken
fantasies; while at times in the fabric of the impeccably unblemished and ingratiating
Moon,
My entire life I kept agonizingly searching for it; at times in mythically reverberating
monasteries; while at times in the unequivocally cascading leaves of jubilantly
burgeoning and magical autumn,
My entire life I kept unstoppably searching for it; at times in the paradise of
incomprehensibly ardent desire; while at times in the most unfathomably emollient
laps of priceless luxury,
Nonchalantly wasting countless precious hours of mine; eventually tasting the
lackadaisically ghoulish corpses of defeat and maudlin disparity; for if at all I was
going to find any trace of Godly truth on this Universe today; then it wasn’t going to
be in opulent statutes of gold and silver; neither could the so called unconquerable
politicians ever dream of harboring it even in the most ephemeral reflections of
their hides,
For if there was indeed God on earth today; if there was indeed the spearhead of
invincible truth left brilliantly radiating on this incarcerated planet today; then it
wasn’t in Mother Nature which man had so mercilessly adulterated; but was infact in
those mischievously darting shoulders just at whisker lengths from my body; in my
newly born child’s immortal eyes.