Pheasant Room

There
is
a way to
leave.
I have seen it.
To circumvent
the cycle.
It begins now
although it was finished
tomorrow.
What once was
has been once
before.
To repeat
end after end,
that is the point.
To live and breathe
as insect
and god.
They are one
and the same,
can’t you see?
Follow
the 8.
Set the scales
right.
It will take time,
but it has already been done.
Escape this cycle.

Transcend
and rejoin
the Source.

~lt