Embodiment

The journey begins at your head
think of target, pleasure and threat
to start - go down from that
the journey begins at your head

Now, slowly you drift along the plain
in the distance a rise does loom
the elevation is close to attain
certain to meet your doom

Approaching the mount, slowly you sneak
decent in size, steady and modest
you feel it intense, high up the peak
shaky, but certain, you strive to the crest

You climb up the hill, slow in pace
reach the summit, limp at its height
softly rotate and circle the place
it appears the summit is firm and tight

Descent down into the valley
and between the hill and its twin
you follow the field along the alley
it is flat where the lowlands begin

It's surface is soft and smooth
when touching beneath and deep down
the ground feels lively and soothe
gorgeous in shape it is grown

Pursuing this path so genuine pleasant
with a rim, round and mellow
you will find a pit, appears like a crescent
not deep, but shoal and shallow

Leave the pit behind,
and you will reach a gentle swell
after and upon a hollow you find
dangerous, but tempting to dwell

You found the place to be
here sits the desire of thee
in the deepness lays the key
for delightfulness and glee

Utterly conscious of your need
in a state of glow and pleasure
you demand the gap to heed
to enter, to bury the treasure