Remember,
within this
world of
despair,
to once
more
see the
beauty
of the
world,
leave
the sight
of darkness
you have
known for
so long,
and let
your feet
touch the
earth of
paradise,
you are
not the
words
they
create
of you,
hear the
call of
your soul,
and you
will be  
as the
dove
flown
free
from
the iron
cage,
white
wings
floating
as petals
dancing
around
your open
arms,
everything
I could not
tell you,
your heart
will sing to
you, hear
it well,
for it is the
symphony
of your
secret
garden,
where you
are always
loved forever.