Rainbow Seekers
the right path or the left path , from stories of old ,
each one leading to a pot of gold ,
the tree of life , and the withering tree ,
hither and thither , here and there ,
what we found , wither is , were a tree ,
a shadow on sacred ground .
two seperate messages , written into mankinds constitution
free will and choice , only one leads to absolution
love is our pathway , but roadblocked with fear
pain and suffering , garments stained with our tears
hope and faith are within' , true attributes
we must continue to reach out and contribute
against all odds and cruel assumptions
against distraction and misguided presumptions
unconditional love is our true guide
the wise , not the sly , are the ones to abide
the magi , sages , wise men of the ages
forewarned of books with empty pages
the literal interpretation and translation
has created more confusion than fusion
a roadmap of sorts , to light up those pathways
of our own spiritual journey , towards the secrets
those mysteries locked up inside all .
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