AFTERTHOUGHT

AFTERTHOUGHT

…But I fail to grasp…
I really do.
And I fail to write too
about the colossal confusion
in my mind's realm.

To be free,
must always
create glee.
And freedom,
therefore,
must be the highest
of all benedictions.

*
…But then they say :
Do not run away
from your instincts ;
…of survival,
…of love,
…of anger,
…of sex…,
for if these instincts
were not of value,
nature wouldn't have
given them to you.
And I muse;
Is it true?
Is it :
This incomprehensible link
between being free
and the instinctual slavery?
Won't it rather be,
that no sooner than
you begin to try
to attach
(or detach)
value to any of the above,
freedom…
would fly
…away?

And then they say,
that one must surrender.
And thus I wonder :
When the mind
doesn't wish
to unwind
…to let go
and you
bully it to do so,
you still can't be
set free,
for it is only they
who say :
Whatever you resist
shall persist.

*

And I fail to grasp,
I really do,
the intent of
this concentrated glue
of desire and instinct,
which is inherently inbuilt
by nature's very own mechanism
in man's puppet like system
and then,
making salvation
the sole right
of a free spirit.

*
An afterthought lingers :
Why?

~ Shekhar ~

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