Floating freely within the secrets I carry
The return of fear emulsifies the air
A revealing of what I hold most dear
now seems inevitable
But for the benefit of whom?
I would rather it follow on the voyage to beneath my tomb
it does no one harm
Is this the gift that must be offered at the gate?
another unexplained “overall scheme” theory
truthfully, it’s all making me weary
and I need a rest from the scheduled universe
It belongs to me as much as it does you
so what does a power-giver have to do
to experience balance?
I'm a freeman now, his authority's dead
no pain monger lies in my comfortable bed!