Oh halt, for another step but spells doom
An unfathomable danger, self-destructing
Was not love the rescue, but love too much
Caused this ceaseless fall
A glass waiting to be filled, but it is bottomless, an
abyss
Never satiating, where does the road lead
Into a crazy frenzy, always more thirst
Each step into life, we gravitate further in desire
Aspirations and yearnings, which add life to life
Indulgences, positive and negative
Thrills and chills and the feel of existence
This feeling which holds us back on earth
Magnifies our mortality, but if in excess
The fear creeps in slowly, of death, of loss
It usurps all aspects of life, like a big brother keeping
watch
Yet it is the only way to live, to love, to feel
Passion and panic, finely interwoven in each other’s being
How to let go of all? Is abstinence really living?
It seems that you are as good as dead if you don’t believe
in magic or mystery
Stop caring and you may cease to exist
But in attaching too much does the folly lie.
Alone did we make ingress
Yet doesn’t it seem inconceivable to detach, from these worldly desires?
Salvation, without which, is implausible to achieve.
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