I've been around most everywhere
And told what I should avoid
But never been to the bottom line
And never in the desert's void

The day I first laid eyes on her
I knew what I could not avoid
"Come," she said, "and take my hand
I'll be your leap into the void"

The road was full of sorrow and strife
And burdens I could not avoid
"Come," she said, "and walk with me
I'll be your leap into the void"

I laid my head to rest in the dark
And nightmares were hard to avoid
"Come in," she said, "and dream with me
I'll be your leap into the void"

Copyright © 2013 Göran Gustafsson. All rights reserved

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"The agony of breaking through personal limitations is the agony of spiritual growth. Art, literature, myth and cult, philosophy, and ascetic disciplines are instruments to help the individual past his limiting horizons into spheres of ever-expanding realization. As he crosses threshold after threshold, conquering dragon after dragon, the stature of the divinity that he summons to his highest wish increases, until it subsumes the cosmos.. Finally, the mind breaks the bounding sphere of the cosmos to a realization transcending all experiences of form—all symbolizations, all divinities: a realization of the ineluctable void."

Joseph Campbell, The Hero with a Thousand Faces