The Choicest View

I can’t judge the truth
Rely on my heart to try
Or watching all the moves
It makes me laugh or try
A feeling of them down
A turning around and round
It’s not the choicest view
Just leaves me spinning to
But not for long
I’m much too strong
Their staring straight ahead
I can raise a smile
They take us for some fools
A parcel wrapped and tied
No thoughts on why the move
Or where the feelings lie
What we’ve learnt is wealth alone
A wealth lies in the mind
Unreal is real for some
But not the real kind
But not for long
I’m much too strong
Their staring straight ahead
I can raise a smile
Awake
A wide of the time
A place for us to find
While we face the only clue
A saviour is a piece of mind
A feeling of accomplishment
Is what you feel
A knowing that some otherwise fruitfulness is real
We have found something real
No-one to gather with
To fear