Halls of the Dark Muse

Ajna

What do we trespasses
with dark
wonder filled eyes
treading these passes
questions dripped
from our lips.

Ocean filled wells
delve deeper
than our capacity
to understand.

Feeling our way
blindly around
the ledge of truth
fearing the moments
we overreach.

To fall upon miles
of uncertainty
lost in this
vision quest
we navigate
the way through
labyrinths of consciousness.

Never venturing
too near to the Minotaur’s lair
locked away
behind each of our
eyes.

Until the moment
it springs free
for the more we deny
the more tempting
it becomes.

Repress not our
naturalness
but stand
upon the scared
balance between
the yen
and yang.