Direction

It is difficult keeping pace with the Light

Wanderers wade through darkness

It takes soul’s inclination to become a pilgrim

Departure from the sinful companions

An intense struggle in a gloomy world

Phantoms are serfs to gratification

Inhospitable thoughts crowd the heart

A transformation so ghastly

Mirror finds a reflection repulsive

Unchaste mirrors present an illusion

Crafted by the fiendish hands

Guided by the strong illusion of life

Misguiding the Light with sly perspectives

Slants have the lethal edge to slay

True Light will purify the nadir, eventually

The Horizon will shine again with ecstasy

~Amitav