descent and ascent

up and down like a jo-jo the mind flits in opposite motions causes doubt and delight hardly ever rests quietly and yet sometimes it reaches moments of clarity no sound disturbs its tranquility visions fall upon an empty canvas all senses merge into one it is not reason nor emotion but a meandering spirit and when ebbs and flows touch each other’s caress the soul divines a powerful moon creates a transcendental journey thoughts are merely opinions foisted upon us by social demand propping up the Ego’s false needs feelings however valuable can be illusions when no truth is to be had without light there is no darkness in symbiosis they create one with shades of grey in between picturesque extremes glorious attempts of reality breathtaking placeholders of universal forces that entice us to breathe in and out of Nirvana