Hey seeker, is the path burning your skin?
Can you tolerate the pain till you get to the end?
Hang in there, maybe you’ll have a revelation
Or at least another theory on how it all began
From a small little mustard seed, you can fertilize the land
Wait here comes a barcode scan
Was that all part of the plan?
Or is it just because we live in a fallen world
Uprooted from the garden faster than a cops baton twirl
If you’re giving away ice cream, make mine a swirl
Cone in hand
Thanks ice-cream man
Melts down drips into hot sand
Remembrance of a time without demand
The world says I can’t
But I was told I can
Acid in my eye
Tripping daisies must comply
Get over being shy
Reveal the soul
Wasn’t that the goal?
Get it all out before the bell tolls
No more hiding under the bridge with the other trolls
No more repeating the same steps down into the same rabbit hole
Find that last piece of yourself and in completion the heart becomes whole