Into the circle of thoughts

Like a princess caged in a tower

I sit, all alone, dreaming of life and love altogether

Life is surely an opportunity to serve

More, life is surely an opportunity to be brave

Brave when facing the misfits

Brave while being the one broken into bits and pieces

Brave while weaving stories

Brave while carrying my own injuries

Pray, of what use is life if not lived with love

Pray, existence is itself, a matter of romance

Birthed we have been after the seeds of origins merged

To give way to souls, souls, fully alive, souls fully conscious!

Yet, love, involving the flesh and the senses

Remains so transient

So mundane

So absolutely subject to be willed a change of heart

Of what use is living then

Of what use if love

Why love to allow life to be sustained

When life remains enchained to a vicious cycle ending with death

Why, shall I care to sit for ages

All alone, like a princess caged in a tower

And wonder, wonder about life and love

And wonder, wonder about life and its meaning

Shall I emerge to the world

Only when I shall have concreteness to share

Yes, shall I emerge to the world

Only when I shall have answers to give to life’s meaning!