The Seeker still soars .... ever onwardsFollowing the brightest star
Keeping to the trail
Oblivious to the distractions along the way
The quicksilver moonbeams in the air
Cast there by the ancient words
Created by the traditions of the secret ways ...
Oblivious ... the seeker moves on
Undaunted by it all
Seeing the outside from the world within
Comprehending the reflection which has been cast
Seeing it ... in abstract ...
Symbols of the arts hidden in the everyday
Cast there to anchor the distractions
Deep in the minds of the unsuspecting
So they don't see what is really there
Like the modern day emperor
The ruler who wore no clothes
Thus the attire of the situation
Is an assumption broadcast in the minds of the herd
But know there is always one
Who doesn't see ...
But can only see what is really there
'The emperor is wearing no clothes'
The foolish one does shout
Only to receive the ridicule of the crowd
At first ...
But then ...
When one by one
They begin to see what he sees
The ruler is seen by all
To be exposed ....
