Trouble ensnaring my depths like a fool
To outgrow the cost would be to er on the good
Side of my soul but my heart doesn't say that I should

Rely on my heart then, so easy to say
When it hasn't felt love for the longest time
Without tricks at play

To Garner it's wisdom again would take fire
A blazing picture of past vivid emotion
And, still aflame, in the present sincere.

For what looks upon the restless soul
Is (- to make -)
The heart, and willpower alongside it
Means everything else is stolen art

For true transparency, check the dreams
Of a hundred different sways
That the branches of the trees were doing
On Adam and eves first/last autumn day.