Complex Conundrum

The complex conundrum of consciousness

Where the tangled mess of tangible stress sets in

When you begin to break down the barriers of knowledge thought to be true

And reach a state more magical than you knew

Still

What to do once the waves wash over and you know these cliffs of Dover give something greater than gold

Yet their secret is untold

I sense this serenity is bold and moving faster than the fury we might find that no hurry hurls us over the demons fence

To that place where love does commence

Still, no need to be tense

We will dance in the present sense

Till the wall will fall and all the tall tales of terror melt to miniature models of what used to be

Now

Let's sense this serenity