Wednesday, December 21, 2016

Light at the End of the Tunnel

Deep unanswerable questions boggle the mind,
seeking truths that are seldom to find.
Words of power promise unearthly fortune
Grasping at the plenty of seeming importance.

Trying to learn what cannot be taught
Fills one with suffering of something that's sought.
But back in your head an idea takes hold--
warming the wintery ways of the old.
Fresh as the dew new grass starts to grow--
steadily and soft as a calm river flows.

Killing with kindness the tender hearts of
the masses so filled with much need for love.
Good fortune then comes, as some might say,
paving the way for the light of new day.

An eternal realm drifts to the ground
and finally the answers of freedom are found.

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