The Parable

Satish Verma

Fear of staying in sidelines, 
as a waning voice, 
and falling in a drain. 

You stand at the door of light, 
and see the truth― boundaries 

Afraid of transmission of lies, 
interfacing long threads 
of darkness. 

It was extraneous, A 
lot of heat generated by the 
conversions. The doorkeeper remains the same. 

The wisdom goes with 
a begging bowl. Spirit was to 
become an incomplete text.