Casella and the siren
Both a temptation.
Casella gathers with her song–
yet temptation of the song overpowering,
her song of reaching the end.
“Stay with me. You have reached your purpose, your end.”
Reverie. Like Lotus. Becoming a slave
Casella and song–
like hypnosis. Forgetting and not caring about purpose.
Acedia a poison leaving one impotent. Paralyzed by the charmed
Petrified within despair.
But to continue on,
a continual wanderer, seeking forever
also a snare.
Temptation: an allure with a slight stench.
Blind ourselves and stuff our noses, uncaring…
until the snare within our heart and the object of desire
ensnare us, consuming us in a pall of death.