You set the play
Said to locate
Along the way,
That so recalls
How you’ll stay
In mindful state,
Only to end
On the dark side
Of a clouded mind…
Now you must find
The wherewithal,
To extravasate
Your daemons’ call,
Who but indulge
In plots that ebb
Your mind to fall…
But matters less
Now be the day
A place you find,
Infers be peace
Finds holds the line,
Tho be the dark side,
Of that clouded mind!