In pursuance of faith

 Why do we seek God’s guidance? Well, maybe because God is the titular summation of all the profound mysteries, glorious ambiguities, inexplicable vagaries, celestial certainties as well as uncertainties. So where else we the poor mortals ought to go for guidance? Unmanageable monstrosities somehow slacken their grip from our fears and insecurities due to the multidimensional inspiration of the symbol of the unknown, i.e., God. Even profoundly ideological presiding deities in sects and shrines pump real-time flesh and blood into our systems for action, reaction and enterprise. The idols thus become more real than the people around. The belief and willingness to accept the reality of God beyond the vague shadows allows the soul to enjoy delectable dance. Many times it fuels a burst of rapid creativity as well.

As a poet, painter, artist of any kind, crusader, leader or anyone else you set up a fine cornerstone around the mammoth palace of Godhood. With the light of faith in one’s eyes one can overlook the thorns of life lurking around and see and smile at a dew-jewelled rose. Faith has some deep foundations. It allows even the façade of our terminal afflictions and fakery to stand tall and allow us a sense of becoming something, the process that we call ‘life’. You don’t dread the dry rasping sandy blizzards even when the spring’s colors have been drained out. You see an oasis beyond the ribbed sand dunes. You come to feel the deep throbbing of life in your guts, above and beyond mere gastronomic sensitivities. You see, smell, touch, taste and hear something in a higher dimension, beyond the dimension of mere sense perception. Faith maybe is the soul itself, or maybe God itself.