An endless journey
To obtain the essence
From a place so close by
Yet so far away
A trance in a Heathen realm
With many deaths before life
Bliss and woe interwreathe
Round spins the wheel
My heart a fiery magnet
I am pulled towards the pulsing beam
Every time I reach the core
It morphs and vaporizes
Like the brightest, fullest moon
Or the majesty of the stars
Its magic stuns me cold
Then I fumble in the dark
After eons of repetition
And clawing in the crevices
I now feel content
This is what I seek