I can see the truth for myself now
after all these years of the words existing without impact
today they come around like old friends
I have been missing living for the seeking after of a life
one written down by the sages of economy and kings of country that is
I can see as the sunlight filters through the rain speckled windows
clearly they are not the great gods we’ve let them become
no knowing is any richer than the one within a single soul
reigning in the days I may never find a peace in prosperity’s gauge
but oh this waking here it is tiny but powerful
it tickles without pain
opens channels of delight that tell me this is the way