Where did one go when nowhere is here? *
What is that which is amongst time?
Does the consciousness know of what is mind?
No one really sees on how the function moves about
The skeptics in their logic and yet proving doubt
The obstacle keeps all those in the dark as no one is to see
Really all is in the box never to be free
A KARMIC delight holds on to the contempt
Judgment as a ritual as to nowhere it went
But lo to the awaken of true self is here
That to which is that cyclic now disappears
Where was this person when all was dim?
Why heck all one had to do is turn their eyes within
Dom*Colucci © 2022
