Awakening

Turn around the corner

What do you see

Hidden in shadows

Rank, too dark to see.

What are we afraid of

In the recesses

Of our minds

Confounded and driven

We become the ego's pawn.

The game played so

Articulately

Scrupulous to the senses -

Lies to the heart.

Fear is a folly

Smeared with contempt

Pretentious with arrogant

Smitten with desire –

Falsehood does dominate

Riddled with pain but

Once –

Shaken with truth and

Shattered by the will

Of goodness

And forbearance

The beauty of heart

Does lead us back

To its centre replete

With eternal encircling

Love…   

                                                Pia