Written by: E. N. Igma

Seek and disagree,
there is no end, only now.
Truth is an idol 

cast in fool’s gold
striving for answers untold
stealing this moment.

Were there no shadows
one could not hide from the touch
of enlightenment.

All knowing
or not knowing; 
either is separation 

from the one who is,
if unwilling to
see the illusion.