Strolling through the twisted hallway
With purple walls and shaded light,
Wondering if you'll fall today
Or stick around to put up a fight.
The narrow passage is always changing,
Yet always leads to the same old place.
It overwhelms you, your pulse is raging
As you feel the smile across your face.
The space has widened all around you
And now it seems so clear.
The walls have morphed into a lighter blue
And there is no longer fear.
You've come to the ledge
Which looks down upon truth,
And as you jump off the edge,
You return to your youth.
The thick walls are gone,
Your mind's once again free,
So you lie in the lawn and just let yourself be.
Such is the mind's epiphany.
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