Scent of a flower
Coolness of a breezy whiff
The celestial splendor of the
Night. Relentless beat of the
Heart and gentle movement
of Breath. All these seemingly
innocuous happenings make
Me a living, throbbing, intense
life. This Brilliant mix of
innocuous and the Incredible
can only be an outcome
of a Mindless, unthinking
Intelligence of the Beyond.
That made me a slave
in my own life. A life
without persona, a life
bereft of its own longings
A life that is conquered
by the Infinite will
The cool fire of this eternal mill
burns me not but leaves me
Blissed out and Hooked