Craving

As I crave,

I cave to that which never satiates

When I fill,

I feel full within

I meet me at this mysterious point

A point where want has never reached

For a moment here

truth of bliss reveals with ease

It’s hard to stay here

But I wave to it often

When I let go of the pit inside can fit the Earth

that on repeated mode craves

– Poet and Counsellor Rupika Moitra