disillusionment would have one believe  the finish line is the goal
narrow  this mind  unduly constrained within this fable
fantasy dissolves like the casing of a pupa 
emerging from this restriction reveals new layers of will  determine toward this more
or wash
away  the tyrants  the tellers of titles and tales  guides of no one
the same fait awaiting us all  perhaps then complete
is not a very good aim after all
go for attentive

each stroke of life breathed upon the clock of this world 
can find a life we discover we are living
not just alive
unfold your layers  so that even when there appear no more
fresh discovery  another emergence