Souls dance and walk in,

The blessed land where it all starts,

The living pulse of yonder,

I stare at the abyss and falter,

The paths are different I see it now,

The easy looks enticing I want it,

So much so that I can taste it,

Craving and longing all rolled into one,

The temptation calls.

I stand at its call,

Ready and willing to take it up.