Would you want to disappear,

The guarding woods have asked

The reality you resent so much,

To stay out of its grasp,

Behind the wall you think you know

Of life other than yourself,

Full of secrets, you have walked past through,

Yet never felt compelled,

From the great vast halls of earth

Where large and small,

Strange gods have lived for years

In greatest kindness,

Their many open arms,

Have ever called you here, but.