We see, we believe, we think we know,

Those around us in the swirl bestow,

Take us in, make us, derive our beliefs,

Take us from the point of no relief,

Like a blanket of comfort,

A swaddle of warmth and a succinct lesson of whom we should forsake,

Beyond the soul’s ability to forsee or partake,

Within your own spirit you must pierce,

To find the just reward at the end of your circumstance.