The peace the struggle for sightless eyes
Crooked and half seeing but seeking to mend
A waylay for truth, lies not hidden in this
Road unbidden the true end

Thus not a tardis nor any alien time
For your love of yourself and ease
Needed ever and never shall be
If thou knowst to balance

Thou art the colour of what thou leave
The source of the art all thou need
A heart unsure not wanting to reveal
No doubt sees itself hid

Yet who knows who actually knows
I shall also live in my belief of truth
Of everything that is together fits
The companions of merit and faith

Who thou art if thou art not fully thou
Thou art thou just for thou