The Journey
One day as I lay all stretched out on the floor
I knew that I could deny myself no more
So I watched the wall's texture take form of a door
        Shining brightly as I walked through
        Sparkling purple, glittering blue
A traveller there holding strangely his face
He seemed to know why I had come to that place
So I nodded to him and we kept the same pace
        Through a fog of old memory
        Seemed closer to myself than me
We walked through singing hills, joyful as we went
'Till we met a girl living lone in a tent
In her isolation her soul had been bent
        Her intention was to be free
        Yet she had lost her liberty
Somehow in our minds we made ourselves go on
Yet she kept appearing far after we'd gone
A realisation upon us then dawned
        We could somehow help her open
        Her mind which had long been broken
We showed her the sights she'd forgotten to see
The petals of flowers, the leaves of a tree
Soon she was ecstatically alive and free
        By life in all its forms entranced
        The three of us together danced
With a wave of our hand we let loose the stars
Forgot who we were for we'd travelled so far
Lay down to the knowledge that we were not ours
        Thus entwined our journey ended
        With not one but three minds mended