the deception of the ego
makes it seem so attractive
the idea of time and bottle
corked by the fear of change

the stillness of the familiar
sweet resistance of the mire
keeps us captivated in loneliness
constrained to our thoughts

there's no need to fret
judgment is a means to no end
attracted to the counsel of the world
fear's deliciously delightful elixir of sleep

wake up! wake up!
walk in the light
toward the unfaltering stillness of the night

the holy instant is arrived
pray the prayer of the heart
open your mind, take my hand
and together, we make the start