The delusions of the semi-enlightened.
Seekers suffer from maladies
of disillusionment, stupor and more.
The path is largely unknown, the trails untread.
One has to carve and walk alone too.
Rejoice and remorse both are phases,
One has to journey through both the same.
Sometimes, nirvana is an eluding far-fetched dream,
Sometimes, merely a wink away.
Gurus and guides, philosophers and friends,
Soulmates and twin flames, possessions and successes,
All can take us only a few counted steps.
Everything seems an illusion,
And then everything seems to be the truth.
Agonies and pangs are hallmarks of semi-enlightenment,
hope to transcend these too.
-MUSINGS OF THE AWAKENING SOUL.