Hibernation

It took so long for the soul to be jolted out of its slumber, I fear it has grown roots deeper than its burrow. But it is not like roots ever tethered me to the ground, they outgrew me and now like the old hag's tree, I stand, with demons residing on every branch. Now where I cannot go and grow, I unleash a spirit. I have been hibernating but I am alive, still... 

Spreading out to as far your thoughts will take you, still burrowing into the abyss you stare at and still soaring up to heights that will blind you with their brilliance. And what spreads in all directions endlessly?
A chaos. An infinite chaos.

Let's begin another chapter...


Adi - Iti

Happiness is?

Like a cuss from the mouth of a maddened man,
Happiness fled out and then it ran.
And filled a puddle and splashed a wound.
It took an ocean before it swooned,
to be a wave or a cloud or a stretched summer strain.
And my self awareness has never been the same.

The joy dances out like a split person,
And we have never known to become one.
I wonder if it has my face!
Or a farce of one.
A smiling grimace.

And so We are,
My happiness and I.
If happiness is,
I know it's a chase.
And there is more to life,
Than chasing a phase.

If leaving...

If leaving stop not to think,
leave at once if you may.
Love is not at mercy of whims,
as to live another day .

If leaving then stop not to think,
or you will be at the brink
to leave or to stay.
Love is not astray.
To live not is to fade.

If leaving stop not to think,
to Love or to Love nothing
is not fraught with musing.
if leaving stop not to think.
if loving is not a thought.
and living is granted not.