15 Nov 2004

Passions


Fire is a warm and enticing mate
Attractive flames on a winter night,
But go close to it and you learn
That the body can get burnt by this light.

Captivating emotions stir and excite
Passion is the fire that draws the mind,
Each step more attractive than the other
And lo! It’s consumed you completely you find.

Wisdom keeps us away from flames
As a burnt child dreads the fire,
As burns hurt my body, passions hurt my mind
Then why of arousals, do I not tire?

The mind steps in to guide the body
But who steps in to guide the mind?
Is it the intellect, is it an angel?
Or can I cultivate a habit of some kind?