Far away my words do say,
Is your world one to pray.
When laiden besides life,
It stood with countless pride.
I know how to make words,
Unknown how to use them.
Where people learn their desire,
A place where I fail to admire.
I know how to stand,
Unknown how to plan.
Where eyes do sleep,
But mind awakes alive for a time.
In here what lost will come,
In my words I can feel them.
Stepped ahead once and still,
Over head, one leaves to flowers spread.
Ages came and learnt a lot,
Enough seems the lessons.
Steep ahead when crossed the fire,
When left and touched some desires.
