Often as it may be

The mind is renewed

Set ablaze and afresh

On the task at hand

“This will be the day” declares he

Valiantly

Life as formerly known

Discarded as new habits are grown

Alas, would it last?

Thoughts betray the depth of desire

This will be different

But could it?

Ever hopeful

Ever bouncing

From fixation to fixation

Eternally searching for the satisfying bliss

Ethereal can it be made real?

The depths of the soul

Filling the void

The hole

Externally it would appear

Due to the reverance or the fear

That success has been won

A man has been made

Whole and done

Perhaps success is better described

As one who forever follows

Truth instead of feelings

Relationship that lacks religion

That hole deep inside

Maybe all this time, it was the lie.