voyage

 
evolving in my conscious thought
I seek to rise above and find answers
questions plague my mind
and reaching I can only go so far
before the perimeters of my mind close
and I am left wondering
 
wandering through the stars
looking for clues to the cosmos
to see if they somehow line up with the journey
 
am I learning what it is I am meant to?
will there be an afterlife?
is it ever expanding horizons once passed over
do we go onto to greater things?
is it an exercise in futility?
why don't I remember former things?
 
I see the future and the past at times
but it is foggy at best
the path ever before me
I trek through the abyss
 
a great and open eye
recording what I do
it beholds me and I it
it beckons me nearer
appealing to my dark
 
I am mesmerized
the cloak of wisdom donned
I must be cautious
 
I implore the void
tell me what is
I am in need of direction
the path is treacherous at times
 
revolving around truth I watch and listen
I am instructed from time to time
I sadly resist such instruction
doing my own thing instead
 
I wonder what it is in me that balks?
why I won't heed the voice always?
is it to my detriment
will I miss out on glory?
 
is there smoking section in heaven?
which table do the sinners eat at?
do I even believe in such a thing, heaven?
 
I think I believe in a resting spot
where we review
I am ready to voyage on
onto something new