In the Mystic Garden of Transcendental Tranquility
I find myself sitting
Rocking to and fro
My head held in my hands,
Perplexed
I cannot escape my own perplexity
It cannot be solved
It cannot be resolved
I can’t smooth it out
I can’t unravel the knot
No one can
The more I try to fix it
The worse it gets,
The more I pull at the strands
The bigger the knot grows
The bigger it grows
The more I try to fix it…
The knot’s bigger than ever now
I can’t see beyond it
I can’t see through it
It’s the biggest thing I know
It’s the only thing I know
It’s as big as the whole world
It’s the knot I call ‘me’
