The Quest

Man it's been decades Wishing to myself, And sing hymns... Rejoicing to the self, Just came back from the pits Opposite the tabernacle of the temple A G be another ghost so I'm creeping, Seeking self midst my lower self Behind bars of pleasure and freed by pain, Contemplating my next move As life swifts in time, Rain hits trees and rocks maintain the ocean, Deep dives: I'm taking a swim! From splashes to smashes, The fall I'm scared of...