Monday, March 10, 2008

Nirvana

A furnace of emotion
Ignites
Free flowing tears
Radiant smiles
Dark fears
Bright hopes.

A fire,
An amber of humanness
A spark that transmutes
Into a Blaze of mortality,
leaving ashes of vulnerability.
Something an erratic soul
Wishes to repel, reject, resist?
In pursuit of Truth.
To emerge as a little drop
In the ocean of the Omniscient.

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