It was right in front of his eyes
All the elements for a blissful life - humor, love, luck, friends, freedom - that was perfectly nice
Like a mirage it all vanished within blink of his eye
It felt like a dream, only the one from which you cant wake up from, as if it was a beautiful lie
Stuck in pure timelessness wondering all that
longing only for something within reach, yet unattainable
Even enlightenment seemed attainable during such times
But not merging with that energy
How treacherous is the feeling of longing and helpnessness
Just captivates you into a different world, so gloomy yet addictive
Ironically he freed people from their traps
But now, who is to set this prisoner free, he wondered?
This phase was only adding depth to his experience
Beautiful thoughts, loving emotions ..... (that he never encountered so deeply before)
were being glimpsed and tasted by him.
Although he was sinking into a kind of a worm hole,
Yet there was no paranoia for some reason
Was he getting lost or being found?