Void of fear, and highly pretendless, they bare love and unbounded youth.
Something higher fills our heads with wonder, wild beauty and jungle rain,
As it strokes us with untamed thunder, as it exorcises our pain.
It had made me profoundly certain, that behind all material things,
There exists something much more important, something great and unbounded by strings.
Something able to heal all soreness, vivid, vibrant and soaked in devotion,
Something pure, abundant and boreless; you may sometimes call it emotion...
I considered all ways and all choices, sometimes impotent, weak and in vain,
I have listened to thousands of voices, and I treated them all just the same,
And I learnt to believe in a meaning, higher force that we all disregard,
And I opened my eyes to be free now; and I called this life EN GARDE!
And my world filled with a billion choices, and it gave me a reason to be,
As it muted the doubtful voices, that hummed quietly inside me.
It corrected my inner visions, whether personal or united,
It acknowledged my higher decisions, my benevolence igniting...
It may heed no immediate meanings, for subjective it always remains,
And it ends to give way to beginnings, always passing through thinner planes.
And it chases away the shadows, from all fear and sin it refrains,
It feels guilty, yet begs no pardons, as it tares and breaks our chains!
And I lost sense of fear and treason, and I found a wisdom within,
I saw emptiness drenched with reason; I met virtue soaking in sin.
And the details really dont matter, whether sober, or dark, or sublime,
My dreams now remain unshattered - vibrant, potent, and unbounded by time...