Can you take me there?
Through Eden’s Grove,
Past the Gates of conformity and utilitarianism,
Through the arches of the aurum gates of Heaven,
Past God’s throne of power,
Into Chaos’ void of elaborate calculated lives,
Down through the ages to a place of no return,
To Silence’s golden throne of peace,
Where a troubled Soul can find its heart’s home?
If not to the heart itself,
Then past the golden hill yonder?
For it is said,
The closer to where the heart is,
The happier one is.