Only Reflections

Is it the reflections you adore?

Not that reality of a soul, but only a scattering of perceptions

Impatience is a useless concept in an impermanent reality

Only that truth stays, an eternal love, reflected by a soul

Do not wake up a consciousness just because it is morning

Calamitous to start the day on a false note

Sets a chilling expectation from a series of events that are to follow

A casual morning is resplendent with love

While a convoluted consciousness crushes its vivacity

Foolishness wakes up like some poisonous flowers

Why curse fate?

Disturbing the naturalness of a life that loves

All those depraved ideas seize the day from an eternal love affair

~Amitav