The soul wants to rest and so does the body.
But the mind rests not till it gets answers.
The thirst isn't quenched but drains me further.
So much to do and so little time.
So much to learn in such a short time.
Folly it was of me to not use the past time.
Was that but a conscious choice?
The heart bodes well but sleep dictates it all -
both body and mind.
It's a cycle I am trapped in
even though I can see the rainbow through the surrounding bubble.
It's a heavy heart with emotions all over the place as they say.
And rightly so.
For the more you strive for perfection,
lesser are the moments of respite.