when the Faith waivers

When the faith waivers

And the heart laments

And nothing seems to be the trend

Dazzling Manifestation washed away as mirage

Travelers who started

Later have surpassed

Whichever path I take

Leads to dead end

Doors open into darker alleys and dens

In this stuffy air

Paranoia resounds

Tolerance is simply not around

And all spirituality seems bound

In narrow sects of strange enclosed rounds

Integral yoga centres too

Seem to repeat the same patterns and hews

Carbon copies they seem

Having interpreted the Boundless in specific crystalized memes

Curtailing the ambit of creativity

To certain jargon and actions and activities

As hero worship and power animate the Quest

Framing a The test for diverse souls bequests

The Divine seems to have gone on a vacation

Is God then dead in a mode of all evil imitation

No! the cosmos is still a magical space station

Sunshine even when hidden is a staple ration

Moonlight regularly surrounds

Full moon cleanses all around

Tarot decks re-shine

New lights carry in-line

Medium’s break off confusion’s confines

New moon arrives bringing fresh new designs

Rekindling Hope in life and mind