Bright in the light of fire and rage,
For such a mindful soul I speak of,
With many meanings I am often misunderstood,
What will become such a power,
Without the rest to be a hand.

Woe to I to be in between,
Two rivalries above and below me,
I may burn your eyes from my sour lies,
Or sweet laughter to your ears,
Be careful of me for I am the fork of the road.

Blind you will be if you look up to me,
I am the circle in the sky and the light to your day,
The one that shines and reflects,
And the joys of children's plays,
Happiness is certainly what you see in me.

You will find me when you smell nature's air,
When only sounds of waterfalls and chirps can be heard,
A place of peace and serenity,
So do not harm me,
As surely you will miss me.

Sadness and sorrow is my time
Away you go as I fall from the sky,
But I will not leave and I'll be there by your side,
For I am essential in your life,
And there you will be with me over the edge of the line.

From me you will seek my riches,
But some of you have already stolen my wealth,
And what I have left is darkness for you to enjoy,
I will not be able to give you what your eyes will,
Unless you have given me back what was once mine.

It is my time to show you my strength in this pride,
I am one of which you will find in beauty,
And what keeps most of you sane in your chaotic life,
Do not underestimate me because I am at the bottom,
For you should know I am what keeps us standing.