flesh, blood and convoluted
Distant, the barren silencewhere essence is rooted
More varied in nature,than god and less near
Rarely in an imageof something crystal clear
More exuberant,more immediate,
less austere
With oh, much confusionand far, far greater fear
Beyond your drab conceptionsof truth grand and dear
With faith in independencefirmly held and sincere
Knowing all too well it mustfinally disappear
With gentle death
‘Cause in the end there’s nothing, more or less
Finding signs in lover’s eyes
and in the words of men
Then finding peace still missingto begin that search again
Hard science lights a candle,in the blackest night
A path thru superstitionto dim future, fully bright
Intuition demands trustin only reason’s might
Ever mindful of the distancefrom delusion to insight
With blessed frequent respitein romance’s lambent light
Desire’s fleeting naturerenders passion no less bright
There’s cause in creativityand money’s a delight
But no final solutionto our appetite
For stress
For in the end there’s nothing, more or less
but the query found the sleuth
Seeking for the core suggestsa proof of the truth
It turns out that its namemeans nothin’ to me
When called spiritthen all is spirituality
If we look for mind,consciousness is all we’ll see
Name it god or love,you’re really still not free
Words trapping the experience,to separate it from me
What finally snaps the chains
of that verbal slavery
Is only this,
In the end there’s nothing more or less
a perplexing maze
And god is even more so,or so reason seems to say
Complications of existenceweigh me down
Ten thousand separate jewelsin the lords crown
Ten thousand soulsin ten thousand towns
Awaiting his coming,knees bent to the ground
Hands uplifted,faces facing down
When that gentle laughdrew my attention ‘round
Emerson’s voice, in my ear,a blissful sound
Gem-like phrases resonate,celebrate
and resound
To teach and bless
That in the truth, there’s neither more nor less
With feet on this dusty road,
and no sight of start or end
The horizon stretched before us,highway without a bend
More vast than we can grasp,we behold the view
The horizon doesn’t hold the truth,the road itself is true
To try to understand we can,dissect the avenue
Sift through countless qualitiessearching for a clue
Faith and hope and charity,kindness and virtue
Shatter its workings tenfold,concepts to help imbue
Our inkling of a worldwe somehow already knew
Or take in thirds life’s natureto help the mind lasso
By body, soul and spirit,a creator’s parts and glue
Or split truth down the middleto help the mind construe
The nature and the meaning ofnature’s cosmic review
Good and bad, death and life,divide the truth in two
Still all these fractions from,one single essence grew
At some point all the splintered partsmust collapse into
One heart, one mind in concertthe divisions can undo
In quietness they coalesce
‘Cause in the end there is no more nor less
