For centuries they tried to define
A thing so pleasing in many ways
Many gave explanations so fine
Still we look and wonder for days
It can be a smile of deception
To hide what is so clear
Seeking the path of self destruction
We follow a sound we cannot hear
It can be a sight of inspiration
To lead us out of our shell;
revealed in a time of desperation
To show we are not in hell.
A gift from heaven, we believe
A dark shade here and there,
reminds us we must leave;
Everything behind here
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