We can’t reach the forbidden peak

Until the eyes cease to seek

It remains hidden for a reason

We’d slip when the mind’s uneven

We don’t need legs to climb that peak

Sitting still makes the ego tired and meek

Stillness, not of the body or the mind

Attained when awareness is refined

The ego cannot sustain its peak

It falls with the smallest critique

It merges with the scenery left behind

When awareness is no more confined

A blanched mind is welcomed to the peak

It will listen to the inner speak

What’s hidden will be uncovered

It never leaves once discovered