The Struggles and Seeking

The struggles are not spontaneous

Emerges from the lifeless abyss cloaked in lament

The face and tongue lie with the expressions and speech

Frowning at the beauty of a verdant land

Eyes despair at the images that are being created

From a world of distress, the views are blurry and askew

Sunken words chronicle misery of being in a predicament

Wasteland storms add to the frenzy of emotions

Those true passions still survive the parched times

Perceived to be lifeless, they may one day awaken

Survive and walk again among the colossal ruins

It will be difficult to find the steps leading to the altar

Prayer and faith will help find the purpose

Always have been there in the forgotten depths of a soul

~Amitav