Inconstancy

Those words of nirvana now echo in my heart and mind as I become restless…inconstant. And in search of constancy, I thus long for the enchanting wind to take me away to a distant land where I dream a dream…of togetherness…where I can unite with my creator.
Inconstancy is a natural rule, someone said to me, exemplifying me the night’s moon that has to go in the dawn, and the heaven’s eye, that sets in the dusk. And someone again said, ‘fairness declines’ by the time upon which we bend; trying to make me content replacing inconstancy.

But I strive…and continue to strive for I believe, a man can never be content until there’s the peace of mind…a noble word from a noble mind, and I again ask, how do I seek and find constancy when I myself am a wandering soul at an unknown destination without a company to ease my journey…to share a moment of togetherness in this short life I have?

I ponder at these thoughts that makes me restless at nights and days. Would life ever be constant? Or would it resemble one, at the least? I do not know for I lack wisdom and knowledge. The sense of moral duty regardless of my search for constancy interrupts my unity with the god. I slip and stumble down to earth although I had seen the heaven’s gate open with angels on each side to welcome me; where enlightened men and saints rule. And so I console myself with a subtle sublime smile that surpasses beauty and goes unnoticed.

My journey to the heaven now enlightens me although I still am restless. I feel joyous and overwhelmed. After the journey, I try being content with peace of mind, a beating heart and a soul that now wonders…wander at the human destiny ordained by the creator with reverberating voices of inconstancy.