I need to leave behind...

Those long winding lanes of the past;

If they could fade into a cloud of dust

I would look ahead, faraway

Into the horizon, I would see my day

But my feet seem stuck in that rut

Even as the wheels of time roll by

How those lanes stop

To build their mounds around my feet

And, I just look back again and again

The drag along those paths, the pain

The train of thoughts that ram into my plane

Jarring me every time,

as does the wet ground

Soaking those tear drops

To remain in that standstill

Till time winds around like the creepers of a dead spill?

I cannot become the mound of my past

I need to tear free,

To run along the path

…and leave behind a cloud of dust on those lanes passed

Carnal love- lustful?

How the winds rip apart

Every strip of the hide, to lay bare

The unspoken, the unseen

Hereto in those dark caves

those hidden desires like dancing phantoms

‘twixt fantasy and the real, belonging neither

On the sails of the wind they break free,

To become the living moment;

…it is the frozen that melts away

When those sealed lips part for a kiss

Just between you & me, our universe

To sway in that rhythm

Those wild ways of love,

The world would call craven lust?

Maybe, but for my intense being

Contained by the worldly crust

I sought to break free,

In that wish To be the human barest!

to seek the truth...?

What truth should I seek,

When the light travels through those layers

 How it scatters into different shades

 Each time, each moment, it’s a different colour

Rebounding from that core of truth-

The  white light from that cosmic egg

Splitting into a myriad streaks

Faraway, the time and space,

Left behind, with every birthing moment  

and now, what I behold, in the light of my eye

How I see it-

This life, that grows, ages, and ends,

To touch my soul, in this journey;

Let that light be my truth, the life I seek!