I once desired to open my eyes not live in fear to see the truth
To hold the warmth of the wine of all mankind
Yet I found I could not see beautiful moments anymore
Or smell the sweetest scent upon the hills
No shining days of peaceful silence
Could I ever find

A cold rain lurked unseen as I sought to be enlightened
In all my dreams I could no longer believe
I found myself struggling against harsh winds
While drying the tears of crying clouds
Caught up in fear and suspicion
With no relief

I felt warmth with my eyes closed from the truth
Started filling pages with the beauty I beheld
So that when the world read the lines, I had created
They would no longer feel the cold rains
Sheltered in the peaceful silence
My pen revealed

Here with my hand I painted a beautiful world of illusion
Where humankind could walk without pain or misery
But there I found that to live without truly seeing
Is to dwell alone in a solitude misplaced
Within a world that does not exist
Outside of me