Desire waves spreading over the subtle black holes of the mind
Ravishing the roots of ambition
Mad goose chasing a point in future
Which once compassed
Turns into a blank lake
Empty and howling for more
Where is the dust gone
That smirked through your face
Where is the willingness
That plundered your loath
The sun and moon have told
The fact from ages
It was neither then nor there
It is not about where
The roots are spreading
Spread beyond dought.
They have a little while to grow
Unimaginable what it will show
