Soul Journeys

There
in front of a house
a blind sacred standing
He sees clearly
that a way to float is not to escape
Clearly
pain a constant in every move

And one refuses
ceases to feel
his eyes are not in pair
He sees clearly
that a way to float is not to escape
Clearly
pain a constant in every move

Walk with wind
down a road
to hear a sound
to burn out loud
in silence
for everyone's sake
for everyone
Everyone is awake