Pathway of the Eternal Soul

Follow the linear silver thoughts of intuition
That thread through the orbs of consciousness,
Like pathways to sanity.

Beware lest the silver strands tangle
In the gaiety and riot of color and noise
That is this existence.

Anchor yourself against this illusion:
Touch, sight, sound, and need;
Set to ensnare your soul.

Confusion bewitches even the muse
At the end of your rainbow;
Your eternal salvation.

Bwells 11/26/11