a key - by cyclopseven

often in wonder
i ramble within my mind
in search of a lost treasure
a key for unlocking the bliss foretold
in ages long gone by;
have i misplaced it?
have i lost it?
have i been ignoring it?
often i ramble within and within;
one day i found it
but in tight clasp of violent desires,
each try to grasp it, slips away in the wind
for my enemies' stronghold none can enter by force;
to my conscience, my master and my perceptor
i prayed fervently
shower thy blessing my dear enlightened ones
so my enemies shall leave me
without being conquered forcefully
and in return no reaction will i accrue out of that action;
within a second - a whisper of voice so beautiful
beyond human expression
mother nature
one day laid bare the path of the perceptor,
a path she taught out of many she laid front
in deep observation
i see the evidence of existence far beyond man
and made me realise
no path comes with sudden fruits
without flow of devotion

I know
one day that key shall belong to me and all
as the mind shun the deep roving desires
and live simple with love
the key shall unlock the bliss foretold
when time is ripe.

no rush, just love.