I gaze out onto the land
With eyes that can see
There is beauty in this world
Beneath the drifting memories of time
There is a riddle
whispering it’s secrets
In the lonely wind
Echoing a sadness
the tears of a far off city
The spirit of man

burning in a bath of sulpheric hypocrisy
A well traveled road
leading to a place that does not exist
Caught in the ever changing doorway of ignorance
Written within the truth of the pages of their lies.
I gaze through the window of time
Yearning for the beauty of this beautiful land
Times greatest riddle
Whispering the clues in every dancing molecule
A legend of a world of peace
In the land of tomorrow