beyond

beyond the dark veil,
lies a faceless enigma.
beyond the cold universe,
is there a fire?
(every once in a while)
do i catch its rays of warmth?
or is it just my own
transient spark,
destined to perish?

beyond the long journey,
is there a rest?
beyond the bitter lies,
is there a truth?
what rests beyond the edge
of all that is finite?

i see people walking
on a faceless dune.
they are aching;
they are crying
tears of loneliness.
what do they need?
they need a Name
to go with the Idea.
not an invented Name,
but a Name of that which is Real.
what is Real?
beyond the dark veil,
lies a faceless enigma.