Perils of Stagnation
which hue of the fragrance delights
determined as nectar sublime
peak from which we wouldn’t alight
stretching therein the flow of time
the aspect within us that clings
attempting to seize and possess
creates a pulse that sorrow brings
self-blocking the divine caress
movement life and stagnation death
thus as we embrace and release
evade ego onslaught in stealth
flowing on with nonchalant ease
10-July-2021
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