perspective

 
visions mixed with delusions
upon the karmic wheel I spin
with parables on my lips
a metaphor is the eternal void
it's great hunger will never be filled

I've awaken to the truth that there can be no perpetual state of perfect love
when created in the gods image
I know my idea of love is constantly shifting as I evolve

when I was a little girl I wanted to go to the golden kingdom when I die
I am dissatisfied with this vision these days
there will be no automatic great understanding
if it were possible there would be no need for learning through pain

I know I will journey on through the universes
growing and evolving as my creator does
and we travel on into discovery
gaining more perspective