Life lays wanting a diferent way
Clouded eyes seek new direction
Intellect or via imagination?
The Fates chatter in wanton glee
They have a plan to set him free
But will he ever actually see?
And in the silence of the longest night
Can they restore his second sight?
And later, by the inner fire
In that place of seeing
That wonderful elemental domain
Love washes through the pain
She guides his Soul again
And is maybe mirrored in reality
Through a meeting on a train
Light grows, love finds seed
And sanctifies his need
The future remains uncertain
But the path is now set
Life has found its way
And dawn brings light of day

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