Over the snow clad peaks
Flows a river of dreams gently deep.

An underlying barricaded pass 
Lies for what's meant to be kept in the past.

In melodies for the soul
There's a crown of thorns I've unabashedly borne.

With dreams flying home
Faith never leaves us alone.

The tender wisps of credibility
Tickle my intense sensibilities.

Clouded by doubts of yore
I've had my confidence shorn.

Life cracks us up of late
And rips the wounds sealed.

We journey towards our fate 
Fortified with steel.

Though tongues transfer blows many 
And demeanours are unfriendly.
  
Vastly underestimated my silences be 
I work towards fulfilling my belief.