[Poem] Spiritual Dormancy

When you have no spirit, everything fades.

A sullen shell lies in decay atop the shifting sand.
Staring blankly at the void above him.
Hoping for an answer.

He sinks further in the sand.
Staring blankly at the void inside him.
Seeking for an answer.

And no reply came.

The search went on.
Cries silently journeyed across the sands and through valleys
Echoes of obscure sorrows fell on deaf ears.

Like travelers seeing a mirage of a luscious oasis,
Everything known fades away.

He lies in the sand, belly up
Offering himself as feed for vultures circling above
But they deny him the satisfaction of utility.
And simply observe the wretches next choice.

And that’s what it is. His choice.

As night darkens and the wind slithers across the sand,
A light appears through him.
Mustering strength, he kneels in the sand.
The light emanates from his chest, pointing in one direction. East.

No matter which way he turns, the light points east.
The vultures flap above waiting his choice.
The night fades and the winds die revealing streaks in the sand
Of the man crawling east,
With vultures keeping close by,
As they head towards the rising sun.