‘Destroy the source... the
very source of your Desire’.
The words were, as if,
whispered into my ears
minutes before I woke up
in this morning.
It felt like some revelation.
Anyone would feel
flummoxed at this or at least
laugh about the whole matter.
But for myself? No, never!
All these years,
I continued to blur my
vision and fatten my soul by quenching
the thirst only for the attainable.
‘Desire of Moth for the Star’
(as thought of by poet Shelley) has
never been there. What would happen
if you continue to swig down
only mouth-watering food?
That will surely land you on Anorexia
or total loss of appetite.
Our souls are, for years, fed
on gratifying dark and docile desires.
So, a little recess is required
for the soul to prevent it
from falling out of the frying pan
into the fire of mundane cravings.
After all, enough is enough.
This time I wish to see my desires
having a ‘prim rose way to everlasting bonfire’.


BDST: 1835 HRS, FEB 15, 2016
RR

**Catechism
** Messages Get Lost
** Poltergeist
** The Sullen Mirth
** The Vesper Lam