“Put your thoughts to sleep,
do not let them cast a shadow
over the moon of your heart.
Let go of thinking.”
― Jalaluddin Mevlana Rumi 

is madness a state where all hope seems lost?
succumbing to notions,
not counting the cost!

invasive thinking in the deep of the night,
unreachable dreams,
evading the light!

the moon appears,
with its consoling glow,

and brightness caresses,
my darkened pillow.

in a veil of stillness,
the night birds call,
and shadows flicker
on indistinct walls!

agents of solace,
lure me
back from the brink,
from murky impressions,
of what I might think!

i exist in the interlude, where the moon is still bright,
and allow these imaginings to recede from my sight….

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