desire

by vivek

untamed, hidden in labyrinths, natures bounty waiting to be experienced and explored but not unveiled to the world.

rugged peaks, gorges, lakes and valleys. marooned islands, turquoise blue beaches and white sands. as the sun comes down.

walking on a trail, alone surrounded by the space around and nothing else, nature echoing and answering the questions, throwing trails and tribulation onto the paths to strengthen and steady the wavering mind.

free as in freedom

happiness is only real, when shared.

A broken vessel, an empty shell, what is a man without mind, without memory? A ghost? A body in search of a soul?

With no compass to guide us, how can we know if our destiny is to seek the good, or obey the demons that whisper in our ears?

The blank slate hungers to be written upon. The body thrives when the heart has a mission. – Heroes