The Dilemma
In the caverns of my mind thoughts resonate all trying to be heard all trying to be supreme
A hopeful word here, a spiteful one there, a warm smile, a foolish indulgence all jostling for space
Which do I throw away? Which do I give credence as mine? Born of me they all are, yet not mine
I fumble, I weep I tear at my hair in despair Which thought should I choose
to lead me into darkness or sunshine?
They have the power of destruction and creation too Like Kali and Parvati, both are mighty Which Goddess do I worship?
I know you will tell me both are the same Sides of the same coin But me a mere mortal with numbered days growing shorter each moment has neither the depth nor
inclination to choose between the two
I think I shall just pull up the cover you call a shroud and let all the thoughts be at rest forever
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