Distant sounds travel through the vastness of my mind.
What ARE those sounds?
Are they the shadows of ghosts gone by,
Or forgotten memories, crying to be awakened?
Why must I be tormented so?
Be-Gone my past inequities,
Erase the troubled noise from a distant path,
And haunt my troubled mind, no more.
Seek shall I, only the righteous roads ahead,
Placing an end to my past misgivings,
Play for me now, only the symphony of delight,
And forever bear my soul to thine ears