A frustrated mind
What webs we weave
These thoughts that grind
And neurons deceive

A simulation of lies
This life we live
Seldom a prize
To receive or give

These layers of uncertainty
Beholden to the mind's eye
Self made complexity
We are born and then we die

Orange orb softly stave ~
Thy kiss upon the open sea
Nor melt behind horizon free,
Or nimbly flee, from sight
Not ere shedding citrus light
To skim across glassy wave ~
Hover there, but yet a spell
And in this frame pray thee dwell.
To look upon thy calming grace,
Thy soft glow upon weary face.

Under the vaulted sky
The grass below, my soul, and I
For no one knows the inner workings there
My heart exposed, laid bare
How oft they mock and stare
Yet know not what they see
For only I truly understand what is me
And the painted vail beyond my gaze
The sun set high in morning blaze
Soak my soul with warming rays
Humbled now and always