The way

Who knows the path

is it spoken in english,or solved in math?

settled in silence or stirred up in wrath?

who knows the way, who knows the path?

to conquer your fears and your minds great ghouls

does it make you a saint to be more than the fool

who’s jesting at the thought that life’s a school

where some go to class, and others play in the pool

but all is one,as the sides of the coin

whether you are apart or if you choose to join

the fire and the ice – the water that it makes

and the floods that are quelled when you master the lake

that’s arising from the flow,that the mind goes in stride

and the jewel in your heart shines from inside

when you know that the path is still many but one

and remember,there is nothing new under the sun.