Ive seen beauty blossom, and permeate brightly through this sphere Only to putrefy and cover the earth with its ashes Ive felt the hopeless despair of the finite And the crushing weight of doubt I turn inwards, with heavy lidded ajna A blurred and filthy lens And with the purging of ego, Im overcome with ecstasy And enveloped in blinding light Without decay, beauty becomes banality There is only one eternal strand Fluctuating The surging mass of desultory life Moved by spurious forces through channels of stone Is more frightening to me than the embrace of death But without that fear, there can be no strength So I reject the hungry arms of death again Only through suffering can we know true joy Only through blindness can we behold true light I detach from the nimbus of occlusion And tear through Maya with merciless attrition The curse of the enlightened is that theyre blind to their own elevation Vnable to perceive it through grimed lenses We will always be despised by the spiritually impoverished Just as the immured detest the few beyond the bounds of their prison
lens, vnable, grimed, lidded, ajna