Mastering the idea is not a victory
Pursuing a dream is
And soon all this will change
Our hopes, dreams, names and definitions
But one thing that will be same
Is our sense of time
Our intimate relation to this never ending dream
Unless we break the cycle

We escape the rotation and become a spectator
In everything which happens for nothing
But only pain

Seldom we wake up and realise who we are.
But isn't that much, you might ask?
For some yes it is.
For some it is not an even option.
And for some, some answers are never enough.

We swim in knee deep waters as we think we might drown
But we are so ignorant to even stand up and see the depth for just once.

Pleading to our own creation "God"
Who is nothing but an image of a afraid mind
Which is looking for answers and is too afraid to look inside.

~R~