About poems and such
"When you become enlightened
you will know that you've
always been enlightened all along"
Jack Kerouac
I wonder what enlightenment means and how it happens.
I wish I could see
the truth
in the world of liars and thieves.
I don't know if I could survive the bliss
of light
in the darkness.
Is there life in death?
Joy in pain?
Happiness in despair?
Do I really want to know?