Croaking traps and barbed wires
Await us underfoot
Yet we open the heart
And authentically call
Revealing the cause at the root.

Unlock the cave of desires
Abreast of the morning light
Speed into focus,
Along with the Self
Into a glorious sight.

We seek the things unseen
Experienced from inside
Yet they are locked up deep,
Under padlock and key,
Hiding until the tide.