Quite the stirrings within at the first sight of ripples
What is the soul lured into after a dulled experience?
When monochrome thoughts are struck by another consciousness
So much time can pass through the unwanted idleness
It is difficult emerging from that with a new enthusiasm
So many reasons have gone stale or do not matter anymore
All the world is defined with only a few words
That trust has to be retrieved from the quagmire
If not, the ripples will penetrate the mind with a vengeance
Breathless existence cannot withstand the change
~Amitav