I have walked the hallowed halls of thought
As silent as a grave
and wondered as I passed the many doors
What was inside, and dare I dream
about what would happen
were I to pry them open?
Would my mind explode
with the wonder of it?
And cause itself to go mad
(For no one must know
how they work, it would
spoil the ending for us all)
Or would I, instead, become
enlightened, and stop worrying
about this and that and give in
to what I had seen, of the past
of the now, and what is yet to be.
Maybe though, I'd see nothing.
And my life it would not change.
maybe instead, I'd go on.
Just as I am.
and never wonder
again.
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