Beyond the Mountaintop Lake
I wish I could be conventional
I wish I could be like the rest
Social, casual, polite and structural
But then, I cannot resist the pull of my fate
I aspire to climb the highest mountain
And dance on the waters of its inaccessible lake
With the moody hues of my heart, its waters I would stain
So that glancing at such a sight, even God would do a double take!
Yes, I really wish I could fit in
The human side of me yearns for it
That which satisfies the mortal, that which pleases the skin
But then, I can help it not, of the heavenly have I been given a treat
And the mysterious side of myself keeps thirsting for more
Of that which can lift from my gaze the veil of ignorance!
Why, if I manage to climb the Everest and be not so sore
I would, to the tunes of the mystical emanating there, dance!
And grieve, simply for being,
For being on an Earth, shrouded
An Earth, with no meaning
Shrouded, yes, and its Truth, clouded!
But I am weak, and frail and my knees are tired
I shall, instead, sit and contemplate
I shall close my eyes, listen to music, soulfully measured
And fly, beyond the highest mountain's lake, to where, personified is Fate!
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