In the doorway of the mind,
Asked a simple question.
Could it be less or could it be more.
The appearance went away,
But came back agqin,
It said-“Wouldn’t it be better, if it is less?”
I replied-“Maybe. But it ain’t harmful to be more.”
To that he replied-“Aye.”
He was going away
And despite all apprehensions-I said-“It also ain’t harmful to have more.Better to be than let yourself dwindling in it.”
Upon hearing my words he and his paraphernalia vanished, as if they never existed.
Surprising ain’t it?