We are deceived by horizons,
\nWhich appear to us as an end,
\nBut always keep the same distance
\nThe closer we try to get.
\nAnd over this horizon we may see
\nMany other ships disappear,
\nBut to our own horizon
\nOur own ship cannot go near. <\/p>\n
So in our vain attempts
\nTo see beyond that deceptive end,
\nThe height of the mast of our
\nLittle ship we then transcend,
\nOnly to leave us more perplexed
\nWhen inevitably we find
\nThe distance not nearer, but greater
\nTo that all deceiving line. <\/p>\n
So higher up and higher,
\nHigher still we go,
\nUntil the whole of our ocean
\nWe see unfold below.
\nAnd in its midst still traveling,
\nOur little ship is there,
\nBut now seeing the whole globe of Earth,
\nLittle for our ship do we care. <\/p>\n
So higher still and higher,
\nHigher yet as we pass,
\n‘Till the whole of our solar system
\nOur sight may then encompass.
\nHigher yet still higher,
\nHigher till we may see,
\nBelow and around us in glory,
\nA sea of galaxies. <\/p>\n
Suddenly a fear does take us
\nAs we realize and now know,
\nThe insignificance of our little ship
\nWithin its horizons so far below.
\nThe awe and fear then takes us
\nBack down to our ship on the sea,
\nAnd knowing the vastness that lies beyond,
\nWith our horizons we’re content to be. <\/p>\n
It hurts us not to be aware
\nThat far more unseen lies beyond;
\nAnd charts were made by those who’ve been
\nBefore us, to keep us from going wrong.
\nBut knowledge too far beyond ourselves
\nCan hinder us by making us lose all sight
\nOf the situation at hand, and navigation
\nNeeded to sail our ship from its present plight. <\/p>\n
* * *<\/p>\n
We are deceived by a death
\nWhich appears to us as an end
\nBut seems to keep the same distance
\nThe closer we seem to get.
\nAnd over this death we may see
\nMany other people disappear,
\nBut to our own death
\nOur own self cannot get near. <\/p>\n
So in our vain attempts
\nTo see beyond that deceptive end
\nThe height of our thinking
\nIn this body we then transcend.
\nOnly to leave us more perplexed
\nWhen inevitably we find
\nThe distance not nearer, but greater,
\nTo that all deceiving time. <\/p>\n
So higher in thinking and higher
\nAbove bodily thought we go,
\nUntil the whole of our process of life
\nWe see unfold below.
\nAnd in its midst still traveling
\nOur little body still is there.
\nBut seeing the whole of the process of time
\nLittle for our body we care. <\/p>\n
So higher still and higher,
\nHigher consciousness as we pass,
\n‘Till all of the planes of existence,
\nOur vision may then encompass.
\nHigher yet, still higher,
\nHigher ’till we may be
\nAll of existence all around us
\nThroughout this eternity. <\/p>\n
Suddenly a fear does take us,
\nAs we realize and now know,
\nThe insignificance of our little body
\nWithin its short life so far below.
\nThe awe and fear then takes us,
\nBack down to material body.
\nAnd knowing the vastness that lies beyond
\nWith this life we’re content to be. <\/p>\n
It hurts us not to be aware
\nThat far more unseen lies beyond,
\nAnd plans were made by those who’ve been
\nBefore us, to keep us from going wrong.
\nBut knowledge too far beyond ourselves
\nCan hinder us by making us lose all sight,
\nOf the life at hand, and nevigation needed
\nTo take our spirit out of its present plight. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
We are deceived by horizons,
Which appear to us as an end,
But always keep the same distance
The closer we try to get.
And over this horizon we may see
Many other ships disappear,
But to our own horizon
Our own ship cannot go near. <\/p>\n
So in our vain attempts
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