The Ladder

Beyond the realms of nature plain
We're all a little bit insane
To find out where the ladder lies
To scale the walls of wisdom high
The myth, the dream, phanerothyme

So different all, yet still the same
All travellers on the astral plain
In that vague space beyond the night
We look for our place in the light
All equals here beneath the Sun

To make this trivial plane sublime
You'll need to read between the lines
No dogma lights, the path like fact
No fantasy is that exact
In twilight, every cat is grey
And every hunter might be prey