Only the soul can quell the mysteries of the mind,
Alas, what we seek is seldom what we find,
Amidst all those red ribbons fate yet has to bind,
We have plenty of heavens and hells aligned,
Upon the glass graves of those we dined,
We leave our glass eyeballs hence turning blind,
For what we seek is seldom what we find,
Only the soul can quell the mysteries of the mind.

Peace out
Jc