Delving in the chasms,

The cave that is the mind,

That's covered under layers,

With ropes that seem to bind,

Foraging to find ones Self

That seems so buried deep.

And as we stretch to grasp on to,

All seems out of reach,

A maze of contradictions,

The thoughts they swap and change,

And those that are enigmas,

We try to re-arrange,

And make some sense of how we are.

Our moods dictate our action,

And then we probe and question why

And then we voice retraction.

So as we wander through the mind

We meditate to seek

That side of how we yearn to be,

And cast out part that's bleak.

So as we sort out burdens that

Weigh so heavily,

And sift through all our files within

And clear away debris

So when at last we reach the core

And gaze upon our essence

We then embrace what we've achieved,

And thank God for the lesson.