------The Thirst------

Sometimes in the shadows of your mind
You turn inside and look for answers.
The truth is not held by scholars or high priests 
Only speculation and dreamers poetic dances.
Like winters wind  chastising a  glory banner
Your inner self is blasphemed by doubt and consciousness.
Leave the sanctum of reality to face the beast
Head on, without fear, to possess the courage of infinity.
Can you accept, can you realign natures treacherous bend
Wherein lies the poison and it is life.