"Pleroma"

Tortured spirit un-surrendered
Captive bird of paradise
Knows not why it sings
Yet sings

Dancing spirit un-partnered
Lonesome soul-mate
Knows not why it dances
Yet dances

Maybe perchance to see the beauty
That so many will never see

A little thing called faith
Put away your intelligence
Let your heart think on its own
Know the path is there and
Always has been