Riding down a slippery slope,
I go,
The hills in disbelief,
they stare at me.
An educated fool,
I run and jump,
My heels in frenzied dance,
they swiftly flee.
I look behind,
find solitude alone,
No one to congratulate or warn.
So,
in this moment,
I meditate,
As doom may come for those in misfortune's dawn.
The present unfolds in events unknown,
I knew myself back then,
but now I see,
I'm lost within the digital domain,
A loaded backpack filled with tools set free.
With word and shield,
I smite the foolish way,
Drawing my bow,
my aim is sure and keen,
Yet none are there to caution or to stay,
So,
once again,
I meditate unseen.
I speak in tongues,
a pure and mystic speech,
A flashback to the sermon's benediction. Peers call me cool,
to the masses,
I'm a reach,
In nature's embrace,
I find conviction.
I chase away the demons of the mind,
A sport for me,
a challenge to explore,
One day,
I'll vanquish them and leave behind
The smoke and mirrors,
meditating more.
My vision's vivid,
though obscured by glass,
Too bright for others,
so I chose to hide.
None want a lamp that's shining in their midst,
Like a rooster,
declaring the day with pride.
For masters seek the path to reach Zion's gate,
A few may taste the sweet rewards of pie. As we scramble eggs
pave a future's fate,
The disabled find strength,
their spirits high.
I smile beneath my hidden,
masked disguise,
Wings spread wide towards the endless sky. Though money buys acres and fleeting happiness,
It cannot purchase a ticket to Zion high.
Running on the hamster wheel of life's design,
I heighten my mind before I retire.
Riding this slippery slope,
I find my line,
So,
once again,
in meditation,
I aspire.