Day 5- Monday, August 13th
Unravel
The unadulterated absolute joy
that sleeps with me,
because of my blindness
I cannot see.
My indulgences weave
a world of chaos.
I’m lost.
I try to hold onto my world of flimsy dreams.
It burns like inferno, leaving smoldering scars.
I tremble with pain.
Then with compassion, He shines the light.
The introspection dances
at the threshold of my mind.
I slowly exfoliate the layers that defined me-
the name, the form, the people around me.
I extricate my Self
from the attachments that bind me.
This slow unraveling of my soul!
Now I can taste You
in the salt of my tears.