Pathway to Enlightenment

“Give me something to hold onto

Like what I already have

But am too stubborn to realize

Why can’t I have it all figured out?

Every time I think I have a clue

I find out that I have taken two steps back

Day in and day out

Sleeping becomes tiring

Work seems to be a luxury

I need something tangible

Physical love is temporary

Emotional love, the same

Spiritual love does not die

And I pursue it the least

Makes no sense at all

We are stupid humans

Aren’t we?” – Shea 2002

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