“Om Shanti” is the truth


Chanted next to a pyre.
For
It’s not really a desire
Of those flames
Of
Fire.
To burn.
But
A mere façade
Put on
To hide
The flip side.



Too magnificent
My dear may be
The reason
For us mortals to bear
That the raison d'être
is
Eternal peace
Not fear.

But that’s in our earthy mould
As we are frequently told
Fear this, that and generally
All.



Because
Too much peace
Burns
And almighty
Turns
All
Inch by inch
Into
Flames, embers;
Cinch.

Till together
In peace
Ashes and breeze
Blow warm
Leeward.

~Glow Worm~
 

 

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