Friday, October 30, 2009

i have a well in me...

a gutsy dream once overheard a desire.the desire in that instant was wishing for a well, different from the fantabulous classic wishing wells of the forever-fairy-tales. and yet it was, after all, a wishing well only. the desire was for a well that was dug till the centre of the earth, with a brightly lit tunnel leading to the luminous centre of the universe. the gutsy dream ventured forth and asked the desire: why was it wishing for such a fearful well? the desire smiled with an honest intent and said, if i can not dive in the sea of fears that i harbour in me, how will i find the true centre of my being? when i desire this well, you see a dreaded dream; one that you would call a nightmare. but, if you look deep enough into that well of unholy dreams, you will see the light at the centre...


Arindam said...

More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of.
wherefore, let your voice rise like a fountain for us night and day.
for what are men better than sheep or goats
that nourish a blind life within the brain,
If knowing god, they lift not hands of prayer.
Both themselves and those who call them friends!