Contrary to religious fairytale,
no godly arm to lean on waits to lead
the sinner-seeker to that trusty trail
where souls can trek to 'Heaven guaranteed'.
We, all alone, must rise to navigate
the rocks and swamps beleaguring our way.
The comfortable mythologies must wait
until real facts, as truth, have had their say.
The irony of this is that the quest
for true enlightenment is yet the same
abstruse and knotty path whose snags have stressed
both apes and saints since time began the game.
If higher meaning calls you, do not doom
your mind to myths to rearrange the gloom.