Here
We keep looking for that pot of gold at the end of the rainbow
We keep pointing to things outside ourselves, saying this is it!
We keep chasing, stumbling and grabbing
shaking and demanding the secret
This rigged game
Even the kings and queens cower in their beds
insecure and unknowing
Living outside our heads
No, dreaming is not a bad thing
The fault lies in thinking there is an exception
a magician’s slight of hand
that will get us there
Where?
There is only here
Embrace the Paradox 