I saw my path the other day
It was dark and eerie
I continued on this path as I saw no other way
Id heard stories where the sun shone and the flowers bloomed
but id never witnessed this way
Darkness clouded all and time nor Season needn't exist

But then Sometimes darkness gave way to grey but rarely did grey give way to the Sun
Id sometimes fool myself into thinking that the Sun was a dream that didn't really exist

When suddenly Light appeared, flowing here and there and in its different forms; music, dance and friendship
Until I wakened to view that I see what I see and I feel what I feel