Tis’ summer in my heart
Though winter’s shivers spark
Taken aback by lust
Desert’s essence – dust
Whenever the mind stumbles
The heart offers its warm hand
The clumsy mind fumbles
And struggles to misunderstand.
A tear engulfs both road partners
Sliding on a lotus petal
The mind just sees the darkness
While the heart swirls around in
dreams
To wake up on a rainbow.
The mind turns on the light of
reason
Swollen by deceit and failure
Self-perpetuating treason
Thread of an obsessed tailor.
Boat of a hedonistic sailor.
--
Short-circuit.
- Not yet!
…
But if technology betrays me
Who is there left to trust?
Another mind?
But it’s so hard to find…
Who?
….
Who am I?
--
The boat crashes –
Flooded by the self-revealing
mirror
Silence.
--
It’s not a secret
It’s just unspeakable
Found within
(The never-ending chapter)
Each night,
The heart’s last step is
bookmarked.
Allowing itself to fall –
To rejoice in mystery
And reveal itself through rebirth.
