If there is an understanding

If there is an understanding

Of energy

It lies beyond,

Further than the reach

Of anybody here

Tantalisingly close

At the extremes

When the testing comes

Only to stretch further away

Before it is truly known.

Those who claim

To know its true meaning

Are few and far between

If they are even real

They may exist only

In the imaginings

Of those less gifted

At the art of concealment

When there is bleeding

Of one medium

Into the next.

What does that even mean

As it does nothing

To suppress the belief

We can all pass through

The veil

Between one truth

And another

If we disassemble

The solidity

Of every single pathway

To reach the core

Of our being

Devolved of expectation

As nothing can be further

From the centre

Of ourselves

Than the fear

Of a world outside

The locus

Of our control.

True power lies

In giving it all away.