The Obloid Key

To think that we might find the key
that fits the within to without
and dares us then to jump and shout
before a fearful company

That poison to the mind entreat
accept no wither or dismay
such clouds and veils must fade away
as past and future come to meet

As long ago the arm does stretch
to pluck the pearls of destiny
through calloused visions of a tree
to children's children deftly catch

The bark that's left is scaly rind
beseech that tone of soft regret
the answers all too soon forget
as branch by branch is left behind

And yet within a blended scope
with soft caress like mother's womb
a guide ensues to all entomb
by light with music as the grope

An endless bale such journeys go
with sunset after sunset met
through shadows marking any fret
as countless fingers tell us no

It always comes to where we're from
yet tunnel forth towards such great end
choices to which we must pretend
and still the frantic moth become

But such a key could rock the boat
through everlasting undefined
and gray all even keels of mind
so keep it safely in your throat