The Guides

The supposed lines drawn by the guides

Are we supposed to stay within that premise?

The conversations with them may sound wrong

All their abbreviated feelings inadequate

Being deliberately cryptic about them

When there are roads you can choose to travel

Why ask them for directions?

Across the lengthy passageways and dark caverns

The premise through which you are guided

A feeling of dispiritedness creeps in easy

Where layers of history decompose

Time will be there, but you won’t last

Let there be no boundaries drawn in haste

~Amitav