Tied up in knots,I could not see the truth
The beauty of the world became uncouth
Which ever way I looked, there was no ease
I could not see the path nor find my keys
I could not find my comfort nor my muse
Why do I so suffer when I choose
As either way,I find I mostly lose?
Then this conscience fierce, I must appease
Untie the knots.
Not for me to judge or to accuse
Even if my being was abused
Let me now be cherished by soft breeze
Let my heart grow softer as I grieve
Let my mind no longer be bemused,
Nor tied in knots
