One Way Out

	We crawl blind into this world
	with clocks and hearts ticking
	and all their noise clouding our thoughts
	its hard finding where to go
	when or what to want
	how or why to grow
	there are so many questions
	with even more answers
	under great masses of reason and rhyme
	that guide you to nothing and nowhere
	deep inside a maze of confusion in a mortal mind
	pass these all by 
	for you already know what you need to know
	and have better things to leave behind	
	so be careful what you collect on the way
	numerous things talk and teach temptation  
	as desires ask for more and more
	stop and ask is it not true
	the more we get the less we have
	and possessions turn to dead weight dragging along
	stealing precious strength and time 
	as your path becomes narrower and narrower
	towards a door that looks strangely familiar
	opening to clocks with the same time
	closed with hearts of the same mind
	look if it all appears the same
	as if you have been here before
	on another path with some other name
	dead-ending with this same door
	try looking back
	before you came in
	because sometimes you must look back 
	to see whats ahead
	and remember this well
	there is only one
	one way out
	out of this world
	and its the same way in
	you must leave more than was here
	and take nothing but what you are

	 By Mark Borcherding 10/1/1992