A way back

16/02/23

So many voices swirling around
So many sounds dashing about
So many screams darting about

Too much - Too much!

Too many images flashing about
Too many photos lying about
Too many selfies cluttering about.

Too much - Too much!

So many lies published here.
So much slander written there.
So many ideas twisted about.

Too much - Too much!

How can we find rest here?
How can we find peace here?
How can we find solace here?

And yet, we cling on

To those screens
To those devices
To those boxes

Thinking through them
Living through them
Loving through them

And leaving a legacy on it.

Something to be erased
and forgotten.

Something to be discarded
and forgotten.

Something to be shared
and forgotten.

Lost.

So much time wasted.
So many feelings lost
So many words hollowed

Written
Edited
Shared

until it doesn’t mean anything.

Lost in the froth
Lost in the surface
Lost in the illusion

How can they ever swim into 

The velvety depths
The ever moving immensity
The eternal circumambulations

How can they understand it?
How can they feel it?
How can they belong to it?

When they are amused
When they are focused
When they are taken

By the sparkling bubbles on the surface
By the shattering clutter on the surface
By the swirling waves on the surface

Utterly lost to them
Utterly melded to them
Utterly maddened by them

Becoming a host
Becoming a slave
Becoming a servant

Of those little rivulets
of distraction

Of those little droplets
of sensation

Of those little dribs
of devastation

So intensely focused
So deeply encroached 
So utterly enslaved

By nothingness.

Am I one of them?
Will I be one of them?
Are you one of them?

Can we still pull away?
Can we still run away?
Can we still fly away?

Beyond these veils of delusions
Beyond these veils of illusion
Beyond these veils of addiction 

And find our way back

To sanity
To stability
To serenity

Back to

Our Healer
Our Protector
Our Creator

– The Source of it all.