Darkness gave vent
To my silent anger,
As I lay in a mental repose
Trying to rid free
From the envelope surrounding me,
To trod on unwalked paths
To walk on the repeatedly trod
On lands unseen and rare
Lands in my memory bare,
Telling tales of love and valor
Into the realms of plentiful truth
Across the stretches of my love
When dawn tended large
And the monotony of life took charge.