Phases Poem by RAJ VIKRAM

Far from becoming deflated,
phases of passivity
pushed the limits of
endurance and kindled
the flame of hope.

From the lows,
from being encumbered,
facing the low phases
with stoic resolve,
stymied the flow of pessimism.

Active may not be the
enduring nature but passivity
wont fester beyond a point
when the belief in the transience
of it transcends the templates.

Phases are to be faced
phases of all sorts will pass,
phase out the past of lows
to be the now, the phase of
the pervading of tranquil permanence.