A Land that Consumes Its Inhabitants

Was how Moses' spies described
The Promised Land. That's correct.
Lubberland, Zion, Peachtree
Blossom Spring, Arcadia,
Fairyland, and Paradise--
They're all fantasies with teeth
We glimpse from the wilderness

That is life. Nirvana lies
On the far side of breathing,
And although it beckons us,
Or seems to, it's not for us
To inhabit knowingly.
If you think you're there, you're not
Yet: those who are there are not.