The wraiths in my mind
Are still fooled by the promise
Of living water.

I am haunted by
Vain promises of selfhood,
Wracked by constant change.

How shall I tell them,
That their desires are untrue,
Chains bound to death’s door.

Where now must I turn?
Where is the eternal spring?
Where the well of joy?

Breathe deeply my friend.
Drink only from the pure truth
That flows from within.