The Philosopher's Enigma

This world is beautiful,

This world is strange,

This world is endless,
This world is a myth

Give up the emotions,

and the myth breaks down,

Give up the material,
and the mystery reveals itself

The emotions trap you,

inside a material vortex,

which clouds your experience,

and makes you run,

makes you run relentlessly,

in search of the berries,

leaving behind the bodhi,

and the ultimate quest

you are confused, you run,

you chase the royal coins, 

infatuated by the patina,

ignoring your desiny

but that's until you find her,

her enthusiasm shows the way,

her excitement propels you all through,
and then you're apparently enlightened

after experiecing the stroke of insight,

you introspect and you ask yourself
you kept chasing what you wanted,

and then you find what you needed

you've finally experienced it,

the stroke of insight,

and you don't believe it,

you are terrified, you're puzzled

you don't know how to react,

you're happy, you're astonished,

you're full of emotions, you don't know why

and so you ask - who is she?

Is she destiny?

Is she happiness?
Is she ecstacy?

Who is she?

Whoever she is?

you've got to find her,

for, she can get you out,

of these cobwebs

The successful men may have

a women behind them or they may not, 

but they have had this experience

but they can't help you!

How do you find her?

No one knows!

No one wants to know!

You'd have to find her!

And you don't want to,

give up this time,

you will search,

you won't give up

she is no emotion, she is 

the inspiration, the motivation,

you really wanna find her,

but who is she?

She's beyond words,,

She's beyond experience,
She's the Poet's Ecstacy!

She's the Philosopher's Enigma!