Abulia

While lying in a garden, a filipendulous shaped plant had produced a fruit which I ate.

Before my eyes appeared a maiden, beautifully transformed.

My eyes transfix on the maiden which peaked my since to Forelsket amazement.

The euphoria in my soul was filling the air which banishing all troubles I once had.

As my gaze could not be detour at the presence of this maid, I got up to embrace her.

She led me on a blind chase, and then she stopped.

Now to embrace the maiden, she fell through my arms.

Fell head long into a pit. All went dark; I awoke in the physician's care.

He turned to others in the room he said, yes it is Abulia injury.

How do you know said the others, it is plain and simple.

This person has lost his ability to function properly.

He says to me raise your hand.

Only able to move my mouth, words silently mouthed where is my Love?

Standing beside the physician now appears the maiden, but she laughs at me.

Do you still not understand who I really am?

The maiden of foolishness left me in the dark.

It was the work of the drug which the old world plants of the garden produced.