With shield and sword
I enter into unknown places
to heal myself from this malaise
Guides I have
who appear at need
definitely not at will.
These places are soft and illusory
yet the dangers are real
Will I lose myself or find
that which will fix
the broken spaces in heart and body?
A whisper from the crossroads ignites me
Do I hear her call ?
Can I follow where she leads?
The door is there and I walk through
in the dark of the moon
I will give all
until there is nothing left
and then I will welcome the naught
“People will do anything, no matter how absurd, in order to avoid facing their own soul. One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious.”
— Carl Jung
Too long have I been blinded
by sleight of hand candles
held by charismatic fools.
I was a moth diving in
losing myself in their flames
Badly singed I turned away from all
within my darkness I found the true light
calling from within
I discovered self pride and self will
and a light brighter than any candle could be
Pulled within I could find myself outside the well.
— G A Rosenberg