Summer is here again… our love set sail on the wind.

The solitude deafening.

Introspective, time for thinking again.

 

..then I lost it!

Dangling on its last thread of existence until it dwindled to nothing.

 

Why are these thoughts intruding?

Eluding my better judgement.

 

On crushing me they are seeming hell bent!

No godsend.

The spirit yearning to transcend!

 

In this world, we lease our souls for rent.

 

Like the bamboo we bend.