Like a ship lost at sea
In a smoke filled reality
The sticky green act of submission
Achieved with the ignition
Of a sacrament to the other side
A place of unfettered insight
For a price
Was it really worth the hell
Of torturing myself
With things that only I could see
Outside of reality
Time and space had opened up
But it was not enough
From the dawn of history
I’ve always been fighting me
I can see the mists of eternity
But I’m not free
I’m paying a price
The seduction of the shadows
Speaks to me
The shaman’s dance
Speaks to me
It makes more sense
Than the here and now
For this is temporary
Corporeal existence
is temporary
The body is temporary
The soul is forever
The mind transcends reality
©2006 Richard Berry