I know not why there are these distances,
why thoughts come to a thoughtless spirit,
no reason explains feelings that creep in
heart and soul, no link visible, no sound
audible yet, someone is present unknown
yet known, an abstract void surrounds
a mystical veil covers, yet uncovers all
a door opens, to an empty freeway , but
motionless, eyes closed, I sail through ,
know not where to go, who waits ,thinks ,
cares, wants, wishes, or desires secretly
to share , talk, laugh, smile, it is maybe
always a maybe, I am there, yet so far
but in a misty distanced dark hidden
chamber, am I finally there ? I wonder-
I am grateful , I am, a present,not a past,
and I know not why there are these lists
why names have to be in this way, cast?
are lists sacred, must they be made?
must the sequence be so orderly laid ?
I am grateful, what if I had a number?
would I be human without a grumble
not really I guess I am, but somehow
always,almost the forgotten one, the last,
so it seems to me, O secret spirit, seems
but I do not wish to be the first, where
do I wish to be then, I know not why,
if there would be numbers but numbers
are sacred , holy, Oh wait oh wait,
quiet now, Oh, what a huge keyhole
I wonder who is going to pass through
maybe a giant, or the one eyed Cyclops
I wonder what size would be the key
or maybe there is no need for it, just see
strange, that the walls are so ruined
while the lawn is neat and well pruned
the smaller door seems jammed tight
would I be able to open and pass through?
nice place quiet peaceful but so deserted
maybe Rapunzel Sleeping Beauty were right
but why do I wish to go across, curiosity kills
and it’s better to wait and see who comes in
still in these thoughts she saw a large hand
descend from the sky and lift the garden, high
Oh, why is the lovely garden lifted shaken?
Unknown is the future make not any plans
world’s beauty in vain ‘pretty eyes may roll’
‘charm strikes the sight but merit wins the soul”
all was about to fall,you are safely taken aside
well, I am the One who can see through all the
doors and keyholes , and I don’t need any keys’
if you wish to win bow be often on your knees
Open ways are always good, light shines
I am the first here, I know, do you ? Ah!
be patient and wait for time’for a change
why we always wish to be first in range ?
It was then all clear to her,she was blessed
Oh now she knew the answer to the quest
Who so ever is at the last, surely is taken
as among the most worthy, valued and best .