I found this else where and liked it a lot...
What is this thing that growls and snarls inside?... It's irritable, it's unsettled, and it desires to be untied... Scowling around, menacing and threatening... Wanting to be free, head and body wrestling...
The mind craves the vision, all curled up at his feet... The body yearns to be free, and to be complete... But the mind cries and resists, frightened of hurt... Silently the body withdraws, rapidly..
Trying in vain searching to find the right path... Meeting dissatisfaction and frustration... Patience strops and wants to be left at the door... The heart yearns for its saviour
How do you quieten the pacing, prowling tiger?... Watching, waiting to face its missing owner... Then in open, futile defiance holds his stare,.. Will he walk, or will he defeat the coldness...
Testing and probing all the possible limits... Pushing, evaluating and assessing... Is he genuine and real, does he mean all he Portrays?... Will he be there, good and bad always...
Battling to dump all the past and move on... Ugly duckling transcending to a beautiful swan... Who will have the patience and ability to see... The hungry tiger is really not that mighty and gutsy...
But whilst the mind craves for that wonderful vision... So it runs, stumbling and dodging its own mission... The body cries for all its wanton desires... And then just as fast, puts out all its own fires...
The struggle rages on and simmers like a volcano... Darkness covering the yearning with its shadow... Does the volcano erupt and spill its fiery brimstone... Or can he bring peace and comfort alone?...
I am waiting to find out......
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