Gratification

I see within me, a desire,

To see, to know, to do,

That stimulates action

From this inert body,

And from a subtler mind -

A prompt that comes from a formless entity,

That moves this physique about,

While I stop to marvel at this daily miracle,

I cannot hep but wonder,

What happens within my soul,

When I receive the thing I seek,

I wished to learn and I later did too,

But what changed within I craved to see,

And when I did, I sat, dejected,

For I saw no tangible change,

Neither in the body nor in my mind,

But was it indeed so?

Yes, I am but the same man,

That I'd been before this -

But if I were to ask of me,

As to what I've truly gained,

I see there's space in me now,

A space to freely breathe -

A block that'd stashed my chest,

A desire that pushed me forth,

Is now cleared from the space that'd been,

Now giving me space to swim,

No formula, nor physical law,

Captures the essence that's changed,

Oh be it seeing, or learning,

Or a desire for anything,

It's the quench that matters,

Not fulfillment,

It's just the cleanup of desire,

Oh how I wish there's another way,

To clean my heart of this?

I'd be free from pain,

And even the vain pleasure of gain,

A truly free man indeed.

Written at 8:42pm 29.12.2016 at room. Changes at 3:40pm on 30.12.2016