Walking down a lonely road
Requires a solitary mind
Void of apprehension
Open to a higher consciousness
Beware of the quicksand
Pockets of seductive misery
The cost of self enlightenment
Separates one from the play around you
One step at a time
Inching ever prominent
Never looking back
I’ve crashed and burned a thousand times
I’m sure I will again
Settling in
To permanent peace of mind
© Bill Grimes Jr. 2011
