The catharsis of thoughts,

Caught in the spandex of time.

Left in the black hole of space,

Where darkness is refined.

Waiting, always waiting for freedom's call.

A wail that is heard on the Universe wall.

Its mystery never solved or resolved,

As time has no limits, like a precipice fall.

O clouds beyond the grave depart,

Let the sun shine once again.

Let the tumblweeds of time roll by,

Let my freedom be known and begin.