SECRETS OF THE SOUL 11 - EXISTENTIAL DILEMMA

SECRETS OF THE SOUL 11 - EXISTENTIAL DILEMMA

Existential Dilemma - 11

I seek the secrets of the soul,

From the fragrance of the jasmine,

That I smelt in the tresses on her head,

And as the cool wind blew caressing,

The strands of hair flew, obscuring my face,

She slowly slid away, leaving me cold and stiff,

And as I stood at the edge of the cliff,

Looking down at the chasm below,

“To be or not to be” as Hamlet strode,

Up and down in existential dilemma,

I retraced my steps and walked away,

May be there shall come another day.

SECRETS OF THE SOUL 10 - CLASH OF THE TITANS

SECRETS OF THE SOUL 10 - CLASH OF THE TITANS

Clash of the Titans - 10

I seek the secrets of the soul,

As the Titans clash in their wars above,

Casting their thunderbolts, streaking,

Ominously across the battle ground,

Neptune lashes as he foams and frets.

The grey clouds gather and shroud

The turbulences in my mind, waiting

To burst forth in torrential downpours,

To sweep me away on its fiery journey,

In relentless pursuit of an unknown land.

Whilst I settle, a pebble on the ocean floor,

The ghost rides on the waves.

SECRETS OF THE SOUL - 9 THE MIST AND THE BROOK

SECRETS OF THE SOUL - 9 

The Mist and The Brook - 9

I seek the secrets of the soul,

Whilst the mist passes me on the way,

Obscuring the secrets that lie beyond,

In the depths of the ravines, on the cliffs,

I stumble and fall into wayside pits,

On my search for those distant dreams,

Of the brook that had once sung,

As it wove its way round my dangling legs,

Caressing, the ripples vanish with the flow,

Of the hand that had felt my face,

A smile that embraced me in its folds,

The ghost no longer a spectator.