As you delve deeper into who you are,
quite often you touch things that make you ill —
those tendencies and habits that so far
you’ve managed to ignore. Until you still
the chaos that engulfs your conscious mind
and focus past illusion’s palimpsest,
where all you’ve done is written, you’ll find
yourself embroiled in strife, strain and unrest.
Lost tears you’ve never cried will fill your eyes,
the slightest provocation sparks your ire;
and ’til you’ve cut your hidden beast to size,
it and the whole wide world seem to conspire
to prove you are both madman and a fool.
Such are the lessons taught in wisdom’s school.
03 JAN 2005