Lucid Waking

I stand once more before the door That opens onto unknown lands I'm searching for the threshold lore That's buried deep beneath the sands Shifting upon some distant shore That long ago an ocean kissed Yet now it is an endless store Of silence which will not be missed When chaos claims the codex core And shades corrupt the lion's roar When pride blinds us to crucial flaws Cause every clause must have its claws This dejavu is nothing new Echoes abound in memory Association is the glue That catches flies in reverie The honey up above, it glows Like gold, it drips upon my nose The sweetest rose, perfume it throws Upon all those whose sins it knows Perceive the pieces of the past The lesson asking to be learnt The spell that's calling to be cast The rebirth which stands to be earnt To break free of the locked esprit Of previous identity To clear conceptual debris Define dynamic destiny To take responsibility And grow in proactivity To cultivate more honesty And calibrate for modesty The hall of mirrors calls to me For in reflection lies the key To sowing curiosity About what one cares not to see About what one cares not to see One learns to question death's decree By recalling his hold on thee And so, one seeks simply to be And thus, one tends the lightning tree Yea, fright'ning though true trying is In this lies true nobility The magus knows this is his biz: To unlock possibility The Quill, The Blade, The Pillar calls They sing out and ignite my soul So that it thirsts for fabled falls Wherein my I could be made whole And this alone, I know's the goal The target at which essence aims To forge a diamond out of coal To build a castle out of claims To use the word to light the way To write the future with today To master both body and mind Surrender and what you may find Is that there is no break to bind Because you signed your name while blind And so, if you sincerely pray The sun just may come out to play And so, if you sincerely pray The sun just may come out to play