Untold Stories

Of existential dilemmas

The mysteries of the universe

The fanaticism of religion

The magic of wayfaring

The misogyny of both genders

The joy of gastronomy

The thoughts are piled up high

But don't seem to want to be realised
Sometimes one mistakes a firefly for a spark

Maybe it burns somewhere else, 

Outside of oneself.

Or maybe it needs to be rid of the ennui
That sacrosanct conformity,
The pitiful need to blend in
So it can fly in the wind
And bluster and rage
To become the roaring fire
That is its glorious fate.

One holds so many tales within.
Nurse that spark
Stoke the blaze
Invoke the inferno.