Unannounced he arrives, armed only with a smile.
Like a waxing crescent, seamlessly he grows
Illumines the depths and soon he wanes.
An intruder he was, a companion became.
Leaving his abode faraway, mine he shares
To what end, only the Almighty knows.
He cannot fight my battles, neither my enemies face
So he brings to me his victories, a comfort and solace
That shine to be my star and melt into my armour.
I cleanse him of his errors and defeats in return,
And replace his burden with an enlightened slogan
For together we are meant to bloom and flower.
Thus,
His treasures he empties on my lonely hours,
I replenish them with enriched dreams anew.
In this mysterious exchange between the two
No gain no loss marks the deal.
Only an amused Witness sanctions the seal,
To see the strength of his spark be added to mine
And then blazes the renewed aspiring flame
With a deafening chant of the sacred Name.
Sometimes he clutches onto the precious defiant memories
That refused to annihilate at the mighty compulsion of Time.
Fiercely he guards them, scantily he shares the felicity
As if that which outlived the roll of centuries
Could cease with a touch of my vagaries.
Cautious, he strives to protect their unblemished sanctity.
Often he invites me to visit his world
But never is the veil rent
And only with enticing glimpses
Returned I am back to my realm.
Unfair the terms of our truce-
I remain content with scraps obtruse.
While he gets my All to intrude.
Sometimes my stumblings
He rushes to support.
Often, it is I at his throat.
Accountant of all his errors
Unforgiving about most.
But all contraries meet a common ground
When a Presence mystique is felt around
For the heart leaps in an instant recognition
Of an essence familiar in this vast unknown.
The fragrance of a devotion, ancient.
The incense of an adoration, ardent.
For the altar of worship may have changed
The soul that once bowed remains the same.
And the memory when kindled,
Sweeps in a defining moment
All doubts that plague and riddles that maim.
Leaving behind in its hush only a whisper
The remnants of some poignant utterance.
What was denied to him in one lifetime,
Perhaps he comes to claim in another.
From his peaks we scan greater heights
This is a sojourn from Light to Light.
All his past I own, all my future he.
Entwined forever in this path to seek and BE.
Eternally we wrestle in an embrace sublime
Together we script a Fate Divine.
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