Darkness takes all in unbearable pain,
It wraps the broken in remorse...

I thought you accepted who I was,
Am I wrong to think this...

What is Meditation?
Is it focusing on one thought...

The world moves slowly,
A whisper emerges...

To arms, to arms, there is a fight,
Heaven and Hell are in deathly plight...

The quiet musician sits on the chair,
In front lies his stand...

Rise from your beds, Livers,
Rise from your warm, soft, quiet sheets...

The traveler wanders the Earth,
Observer of Everything...