From childhood, our conscious quest to know
our inmost self as God was put to sleep
by trinket toys and ego's shadow show
whose energies we craved, but could not keep.
Who doesn't want a Chevrolet that's red
to yoke three hundred horses from velour,
than serve a painful lonely trek instead
where Truth Eternal never seemed as sure?
As certain as the chair on which you sit,
our charter in this realm of time and space
is pilgrim first, pre-pledged to never quit
the search to rediscover inner grace.
Seek Heaven with your every cell and sinew,
both Kingdom and Creator are within you.