Sunday, March 18, 2007

The emptiness of being...

In the well, the bored toad...
The light from above just lights up the well.
The promise of ignorance delivers.
Enlightenment hides in dark silence .

The donkey relentlessly carries its load..
The empty soul feels heavy.
Bedraggled feet, tired of dragging the soul.
The path to the dark ages is well-lit.