I sat beside the bonfire.
Feeling the warmth and tenderness.
As the flames glowing valiantly.
To my other side I saw none,
I looked for the stake, but there was nothing.
Absolutely dark and as my eyes were yearning and stretched to the horizon.
An apparition appeared and sat beside me.
And took my head as I reclined on the shoulder.
I slept beneath the dark clouds.
And as I woke again, the flame got extinguished.
The momentary warmed and stake seems bygone.
I saw it disappearing behind the cloak of darkness.
‘you are alone’.
‘you are weak’
‘you are vulnerable,’.
‘you must wither’
Alone, why?: You got busy in lifting others up.
Weak, why?: You shared your strength with others.
Vulnerable, why? : you shared your secrets.
Wither, why? :you inflicted other ‘so pain onto yourself.
You have what other lack, honesty.
You have what other requires, integrity.
You have excess what others don’t, kindness..
You have one special thing
A living heart .
You cried in your loneliness, and does not reveal.
You made prayers for other, and does not reveal.
You gave money but does not took back.
You did everything possible, for no exchange.
Now sleep, my son, you are tired..
That apparition was your friend,
To comfort your soul..
Your time has come to depart…
You must free yourself.
You, my son
“this world looks like a prison”‘.
For those who Reflect and believe.
Glad tiding onto you my son.
For your free.
For your free..
For your free ..
(Part 2. Flame gets rekindled………………….)
If I am alive tomorrow, I shall try to complete.
(truth is a bit harsh and bitter).
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