Like smashing through walls,
We turn to hide,
But never fading
As twirling lights
Not knowing where to go,
How to cope,
Where to find…
The solace and the rhyme
Timing it, waving tides
Moving backwards, forwards
And stuck in between
Never knowing how to ease
If dreams come
Like messages of bright,
How in truth
We step the hidden whereabouts
Where indeed lays the true path
To follow and reach
The state of free and loss of fear
What is love if
Not belonging to me
And through it
Open to be