White Building

Moving slowly as frequency attaches it's self to it only
Dunes cover vast lands moulding shapeshifting like this snake lonely
No one is your friend and friends are misguided to their own ends coldly
A road going one way and another exactly the same choices are given and taken away this the wise man told me
A hawk I've been following hopefully will lead me to a garden with white buildings carved from stone and windows of stained glass colour the interior like a fatherless child only with light to guide then you can truly see
Sit in contemplation in the centre of this building and things will be as they surely should boldly solely