Only by knowing the very nature can the storm be followed home

Inside the heart of origin run by the misguided mind

A small self was thought to be so huge

Had the power to control things out of control

And I fell to the ground

The rain pounding on my head

Washing away the hurt was felt

But discomfort for my heart was fed

And I fell to the ground

Picked up a substance that took me

Places without pain. Paper walls

Reference made, it took decades to

Identify the disconect from my being

And I fell to the ground 

To pick myself up again, cause be known and cause be shown

I was seperate from life

Through the sense of me