Journeys talk a plenty
Right path well defined
Balancing the full circle
Stars of worth aligned
Take the scary path
Into the darkness
Of the unknown
And believe
Yourself
Step towards the odd ones
Know we’re all the same
Looking for the answers
To insanities weird game
Born with eyes open
Moral left less defined
Tunnels of green inviting
My mountain in my time
Where the spirits of love
Hold my tattered mind
All becomes one
I must find
Myself
Mountains begin to move
Lightening sparks a flame
East winds blow life truths
Deep in the waters of Pain
Fearing the darkness
Keeps the sheep herded
Never questioning the sun
Fiery chariot departs alone
Flocks tickets unstamped
Otherworldly spirit flies
Unhindered by terror
Untouched angst
Residing in
Ourselves
Everything adds up to nothing
But play the game of chance
Just for that one millisecond
In the grasp of creative trance