Into The Wilderness

Snowy mountains, chilly ambience 

A spot that spellbinds, a trance

What tugs at your being

The desire to elevate, a transcendence

The purpose of simply becoming, a finer sense

This is good tidings, truest philosophy of life’s essence

Dry Everglades, mellowed remembrance

A habitat that vomits danger, death’s dance

Found and forged, in sin’s furnace 

Man as you are, sees not what transpires 

Yet you persist as you are; everything you do expires

Too far away to pay rescue’s pence

Neither do you sweat, to picket a defence

Nor inquire about what is needed, to form a fence

Heaven rejoices; now you know 

Listen to the whisper of your soul

It will tell you of its decadence, in all its glow

You will know 

Now, you will know

From the beginning, it will show 

For the putrid smell wafts with a strong undertow 

Your senses all of a sudden become flooded

In full overflow

You no longer wonder in shock, ignorant of the war in full flow

Move out of the Appalachia of transience

Where nothing holds value 

Enter Into the realm of prescience 

And reside in eternity 

Be mantric in meditation and open the door

To search the inner man and all his dalliance

To cleanse and erode every origin of absence

And destroy self, the guard of hell’s presence 

Single-minded in thought yet aware of everything

Become the inselberg 

Rooted and unmoving

The juggernaut that repels the rains of epicure

And dismantles the corrupting contrivance

Impenetrable like the walls of Troy

Holding them in long-lasting abeyance

This is just the beginning 

There is work to be done in perpetuity 

You are a hunchback of ideas 

Your ideas, hunches

Your hunches, glimpses into what is to come

Learn to use them

Unravel you, the conspirators of your Ides

Till your diadem shines brightly 

Even in the dire and in them