These walls I must climb
Or bring down to the ground
The bridges I must cross
The rivers all around
And paths I must trace
Before the secret's found
For too long I've wandered
While barely escaping fate
My steps foolishly placed
Where others would hesitate
And they would be content
To be alone in darkness
Yet those as me wish not to be
Slaves in the world of the oppressed
High walls we must climb
Or tear down to the ground
And bridges we must cross
Deep rivers we would drowned
Up roads we must crawl
Before the answer's found
...jj, lovley statement about the mystery and the mystery has a still deeper mystery, confusing, eh?...we have to go IN to find OUT,...well stated about how about we[bipeds] are looking, even madelyn o'hare...serious words of wonder...peace, chaz
