Step beyond the rattling barriers,
the noisy, blurred, shattering need for crisis.

Cross the smoldering threshold into the fierce silence that lurks in forgotten corners of your heart.

Are you there in that spinning stew of cosmic design?

Or are you lost in the chaotic shadows?

Despite achievement, the world never cancels adversity.

You must choose one path; you must choose one path,

When you swim in the churning maelstrom of freedom.  Ripe with choice; devoid of rigidity

Changing, becoming, and realizing
the detachment of the forked trail
looming before you in the darkening wood.