Socrates Still Furiously Sleeps

Rainbows collapse into molten ooze
as mind’s sweat-lodge-purge drowns ignorance forever,
and one’s mind coalesces into white-hot light
heating the searing reality of falsehood.

Melting cools.

Resistance to truth is defenseless,
as the current of dreams awakens,
save those who deny the cleansing power of truth.

Socrates sleeps furiously…
patiently waiting.