Whimsical Musicians Artwork, A Debate About Enlightenment

Touch someone else in their heartache.
Know thirst before the rose is withered.
See bondage right before you.

Look out toward the horizon
and stand still.
Debate about enlightenment.
Except only fragments of the words
that rush into your pond
creating rivers
before you even knew that it was raining.

It is not others who don the mask
oh no
It is you and it is I.

The salesman reeks of limitations
yet he is no different from any other warrior.
We all ponder our journey
and long to create an inner circle.
Our dreams should not be mapped
by forces outside our own imagination.
Expectations of flight should not be squandered
because others don't see our wings.

All the secrets in the world cannot tell you
what you have missed
if you only planted one single minded tree.

Take pause...
note a salesman has limitations.
They wear masks that do not show
their words are full of curtains.
Uncovered there is no tune
no whimsical musicians artwork
no fresh affirmations
that lead to new heights of refinement.

We should dance at midnight!
Feel satin on our skin
and culminate our boundaries
with a thousand and one questions.
Exalt the king inside
reproach the sounding dragon
ignore the fact that gifts are squandered
and seek out new ones.

Leave the dance exposed
when all is said and done
there is no wisdom past the mask
if the remnants of the empty salesmen
and his messages are unopened.

Decide that the page you turn
the affirmations you repeat
will be of your own making.
Step past the folded letter
it is not your law.
Reach higher
than where you thought you could barely touch
and light your own candle.
Be significant to YOU.