The Coin Of Life

The Coin Of Life
I walk the tightrope of a third existence
Offering to chance no choice, no resistance
The wind tosses me to the left, to the right
With my left eye darkness, with the other light
Universalism – he suggested, how true
But I cannot force the way, point of view
The world is not the world – I smile at the sun
Oh twilight realms, if only all was one
Flip a coin, you’ll see, the path is binary
Yet the trine comes calling to set us all free
Like Saint Philomena’s bones from a pale past
Or the dreams of Euhemerus, in hard thoughts cast
The maiden Truth is a door, we must evolve
For existence is a puzzle we must solve
Revelation is a key by time unveiled
Hear the song of the past, for the ship has sailed
And to Theseus, it owes no fidelity
The ancient future stars yearn to set us free
Some dislike the continuum of life, how quaint
Each man is a door, each soul a possible saint
“I am the Truth” a test without precedent
Should the coin land on its side, is it well spent?
“The world is not the world” – how true.