Expectation

Winds whistle through this hole in me,
I cut it out of me, one more barrier,
One more layer of that wall, that wall
That surrounds my loneliness, and I chip at
It with grubby nails, as I seek the light
Within, and I swear it isn't spiritual,
Just a glimmer in my eye, I worship the
Existential now, dreams within my dreams,
Illusions inside fairytales, winds
Whistling through that hole, how many
Barriers? How much more, dear heart?
How much further? Or am I almost there?

Song of Serenity