I invoke myself

The engulfing darkness can scare me naught,
'Cause in sincerity and valour I wert wrought,
O "The night traveler" thyself become a light,
With swot and blood fuel thy lantern in night."

Surpass the goal for a goal beyond the goal,
Whither my goal? For impediments I enroll;
In hot pursuit of myself,  from pillar to post,
An explorer, myself a goal, myself the coast.

A stream of love can engulf oceans of wisdom,
Slaves shaped in Love would swarm a kingdom ,
Reaching out to Self; fans a dying flame to fire!
In  the silent night, I shall wistfully play my lyre.

(By Dr. Riaz Ahmad, December 12, 2020)