Zenith and Nadir
Passion a moment of desire pining to be
Adored by its mistress- creativity's Zenith.
Seduced by innovation’s allure it
Sways drunk on potential’s lane.
Imbibing freedom for liquor, it
Opens its eyes to see stars
Nestled in why not and maybe's Nadir.
Ardor is the alchemy of earthly desires tethered to heavenly aspirations.
How hearts channel ardor is something so
Enchanting to watch, like the moment a droplet becomes vapor.
Asceticism helps simplify passion’s drunken state as it
Renders one’s ability to go with the flow as a student
Trusts his master with his soul like a dead body entrusted to the dead’s washer.
Such trust is rewarded with tantalizing creative heights.
Enthusiasm is passion’s material manifestation that sings
Anabolic realities into melodies like an accentor.
Rest is a stage where passion means to lose control for
Tenacity negates passion reaching its full potential.
Hearts are passions' vehicles driving it through
Love's lanes or lust's food court as it
Yearns to be one with its ethereal dream.
I have seen passion’s zenith and nadir
Occlude fear with love via hope’s
Nason, one of passion’s sharpest keys.