found myself lost again
in the dark wood, without a light.
stumbling blindly without direction,
i remembered this:
‘follow the music,’ she said,
so i cast away my sight
and my doubt
and listened for the universal impulse of life.
i was drawn in by an alluring melody,
muffled at first, but then
i heard the voices of comrades enraptured in song,
bathing in the psychic fountain of lust
around a sacred fire
and i jumped in to join them
in an unfettered frenzy
and i found myself.