lost to the reality of all conceptuality

strawberry fields laden with gold plays a song of extraordinary tone

needing all to be free with wild

passions suppressed flow from our mind

soul tendencies relinquish all thats bound

and the echoes within the world of our souls resound

intrinsic emotions held by fear throws light to begin

creation puts the evidence of our world in a spin

eyes blinded by the halo's glow

resides within the thoughts of the colours rainbow

vibrant reactions relegates and actions dim

incapabilities of withold smile with a grin

if ever a want to dream remember our world from within

I will there be always waiting for the voice that sings

-unknown