I'm looking for the secret garden
But the path gor far and wide
I've seen nothing but a pattern
In the way we all reside
Stuck like I'm facing the shadows
The light is out of sight
The truth of a thousand liars
Are like a blindfold in a fight
The information open
To the entirety of man
Has been everything but open
Destined to hit the fan
I'm a physical manifestation
From my God above
A fragment of consciousness
A fragment of love | 
Submission Name: The Invisible Hand
