Didactic of the Enlightened

Allow the unconscious

To freely express

What the rest of you chooses

To often repress

And expects will be met

With a world of resentment

By those who know not

What it means to be sentient

Be present and gifted

With all of its power

As from their own shadows

They run, hide and cower

Without delving into

The places they've been to

When their state of mind

Couldn't even begin to

Explain or refrain

From still trying in vain

To make sense of the universe

Hurting their brain

But a pain such as this

Of abysses consists

What is merely and nearly

Harmoniously

Reconceiving

History

Where all of you come from

And where you return

Is the same

So for now

Just continue to learn

How to be the best you

Of the highest virtue

And in come what may,

Stay

To that entity true