Flight of the Dodo

Some paths are dead. They promise much, but end
in swamps of disillusion and despair.
In this life, precious few avenues wend
out of self-deception, to yet more rare
domains, where self-transcending wisdom can
redeem the destiny, a billion years
of life uprising from the slime, began.
When fear to seek full freedom disappears,
all men will see themselves as sourced through Grace,
and heirs of endless splendor, power and love,
and travellers to a trillion stars in space,
if but one track could lead them up above
the lark their lives become, when road is wrong
and energy's misspent whole lifetime long.