Can there be none/
That reach for the end/
Prophecy to remind us/
That beauty is an illusion/
A

What shining light upon the brow/
These dreams to curse the day/
Moments of tranquility/
My eyes

Today the enveloping side/
Of the sun/
Has begun to sway/
My mind in heavy clouds/
Has lost the

I walked the thorny primrose path/
Through the meandering maze/
Here I come upon the stone/
Of a

Some people ask of the wind/
The demise of the call/
A moments laps between/
Why the bird had to

Rocky surface hits my face/
Surrounding all the rivers/
Time is essence as the case/
Filling me