The Well of Existence

Posted on by Reena Saxena

Life finds its repose
where shadows play,
A well of serene moments
conspiratorially hidden away.
Its secretive waters change colours
ships riding the waves sway

Belief, like a fearless adventurer,
ascends a spiral stair to the skies,
taking the heart where the mind fears
Faith unfurls its wings and dares to rise.
Atop the tower, whispers weave a spell,
A fabric of hope, where stars compel.

In the heart’s core, where passions blend,
Creative impulse compels Thought to spend
its colour, light, and myriad loops
Weaving intricate webs as it swoops
where Life, Belief, and Art converge
find the key to existence divulged

the soul finds purpose, truth, and grace,
sense of belonging in a worn-out face
what belongs to me, if not this dream
from the deepest core, it cries and screams
tears interconnected web of existence
creativity dances in its boundless space.

RXC #340

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