Swirling deeper and deeper

Into an unknown abyss,

I was not the only

Fluff of cotton.

Nascent flames

Light our path,

But not for long.

Expecting…some great fire

We keep swirling

A moment,

We are caressed breeze

Intoxicating our very being

That we forget

The fire.

The next,

The breeze fades

Into more oblivion

And we become stray…

The aimless arrow

Is still to be followed,

For we are mere

Cotton fluffs…

Unknown veil of bonds

Hides the fire from us

And we fall

Into the deep ocean

Of existence.

The more we drown

We shrink within ourselves

For we are mere

Cotton fluffs…

When we touch the bottom

And we find no pearl,

We abandon…And

We are abandoned.

Tearing the wretched veil,

Our eyes wander in search of

The ultimate fire.

And then…

We reach the fire

To burn ourselves to ashes

And like the phoenix

Become another cotton fluff

Or to become

The fire itself?

Burning brighter…

With vigour?

Know not us

For we are mere

Cotton fluffs…