STATE OF FLUX OF BEING
NO MOTION IN THE SKY, CLOUDLESS & BLUE,
THE ATMOSPHERE STILL, NOT A LEAF STIRS,
NO ANIMATION IN LIFE, THE EYES DO NOT SEE.
OH! PAIN IN MY SOUL, TELL ME HOW DARK & LONG
IS THE NIGHT GOING TO BE.
THE WORLD OF LOVE IS A WORLD APART;
A WONDERLAND -- WITH NO NIGHT AND NO DAY.
IF I COULD ONLY LEARN TO LIVE,
I COULD TURN EVEN DEATH TO LIFE.
OR ELSE HOW EPHEMERAL IS EVEN A LIFE LIKE MINE.
MY HEART AND THOUGHTS HAVE RENDERED MY BEING,
VOLCANIC, SPEWING AND BURNING EVERYTHING TO ASHES.
IT WILL FIND PEACE ONLY IF IT IS SO WRIT.
THE HEIGHT OF LOVE IS JUSTIFIABLY CALLED,
THE SELF -- TRANSCENDING STATE,
AFTER ALL THE GOAL OF THE SETTING SUN
IS ONLY TO HERALD THE NIGHT.
LOOSING ONE SELF IN LOVE, OMNIPRESENT IS WHAT ONE BECOMES.
SELF-EFFACING LOVERS ARE STRANGE,
MAYBE MIRACULOUS BEINGS.
YET LOVE HAS TRANSGRESSED THE LIMITS OF TIME AND SPACE,
HOW THEN CAN YOUR CAGE OF LOGIC, KEEP IT CONFINED??
LIFE IS NOTHING BUT A CONTINUOS DEATH,
ONE DIES A BIT AT EACH MOMENT- EACH DAY!!
WHY THEN DO BEINGS HAVE THIS OBSESSION AND FEAR,
OF WANTING TO SEEK PERMANENCE AND PEACE.??
~ Lonely Being ~