Life presents questions
And I desire answers, give
Me keys to the mysteries
There is compulsion
A relentless drive to see
Truth, beauty, goodness
Cloistered and alone
Fists pounding in silent rage
Alienation
Echo is silent
The forgotten muse retreats
In the muffled dark
In the womb of fear
Scratching images of hope
On the crumbling walls
Dust and confusion
Prometheus gave us fire
Its flame consumed us
Quickening spirits
Burning bright on lighted wings
Through the emerald gate
Questions and musings
Pathos and nihilism
Dog me down the way
The mysteries of life
Are not problems to be solved
But realities
To experience
