Zenith

So now I stand atop

Atop the highest peak

Looking back at the voyaged path

Tailing behind me

From the deepest seas

To the darkest nights; I survived

But still a piece of the puzzle

Is missing from my mind

Searching for the worth

In every ocean

In every land

The olive branch, a second chance

The purest dove to grace my head

Instead all I have is the wonder

Of what's on the other side

Screaming, I pray to the earth and sky:



"But what's the point?

All I'll still find is nothing... 

Please say this journey has all been for something."



"Tell me, 

Do the angels fly with icy, feathered wings?

Do the Deaf men of the heavens hear them

When they sing?

How are we to wake up without ever wondering?

You won't always find an answer to everything.

So now, my child, keep your mind from wandering

And find the peace inside to let your restless mind sleep."