Inner Sanctities of the Wanderers Mind: Episode 5

The nimble flesh parts away

With the lonely heart that yearns for it to stay

Nourishing plants and turning and swaying

Twisting in the distance; a void of trees

Trapped in their own land

An amazing light shines, shimmering in the horizon

It walks, and comes up to you

You sweat from your brow, enlightenment awaits

You decline, and walk away from the offer

To make sense of it all you sit under the shade of a cherry tree

And write for days; until you collapse

Away, away, away.