relentless the shopping hymns as the darkness encroaches
messengers of light with their shadows long into the night
the army of wisemen and their women
scheming their pyramids high into the sky
the words always righteous,
enlightened even -
you have to look up
to them
the inner world is not a retreat
open a doorway to the infinite
let the locusts feed on themselves
our concentration alone can dissolve them
they know nothing of unworldly power