The Mythical Mornings

Sage

The flame burning till it touches the sky,as if it was human heart to cross the border drawn by life and meet beloved beyond sky. The eyes cold chanting hymns,hand following the chant and giving ghee to the flame. To burn.

He sat,eyes closed. Yet the desperate desire in his heart to meet his family soon burned. It burned through the flame. As if ember had become his feelings. He felt himself burn with it.

He was calling upon Gods. To seek their blessings to find his family,his beloved and children once again.

After being born countless times and dieing. He had finally understood. Recalled his own path. And from then on started his journey. In the dense foliage,in the dark caves. Away from all eyes. He had started his journey.

Secrets hidden in time. He was once the father of Gods and Demons. He was once the leader of sages. He was once a man with dignity and grace. But now. He looked at the dark sky with a sigh. His whole family had fallen. In the hand of other side.

Fighting with each other,they had ended each other.

The nights alone in the dark path towards the cave he dwell made him smile a little. It reminded him of his beginning. When he was just a small child,born. Left behind. He had met them on his journey. His two wives.

It's said,they who have created life are heartless. But was it so? Then why was his heart craving for his family always? Why did he feel desperate to find them. Not even knowing where they were. Once company in lonely road. Now gone with wind.

Choose your friends wisely. Again and again he had said it. Not just him. The mothers,the friends, family,even Gods. Always told the same. But did it happen? No.

He looked at the little tiger cub that had come to his cave on his own. At first,it needed him. Very much. To take care. So it snuggled closer. Seeked him every moment. But as it was growing up. It had started to dislike his company. It wanted to run wild. Be free. It was not like he bounded it. But he understood. Life was like that. No matter who it was. The choices made by them comes back..

He walked back. Again his memory pulled him towards that place. His son,his wives. And their children, grandchildren and great grandchildren. Smiling and living. Yet a curse. And everything fell. Just apart.

The sage with little bit of life emiting from his eyes walked back towards his lone place. Gone was seeking for knowledge. Gone was silence. Gone was peace. Luckily he had found a place . Yet for how long. He did not know..