A mountain hides the paradise
It must be climbed, arise
Where are the sure-footed?
They run away to be feted
By the world they worship
Paradise isn’t jumping ship
A peak, from where we flow
Into everything, what a show
A return to the paradise
No more can fate roll dice
Everything remains untouched
Except, the mind is hushed
The gates of paradise are open
Everyone’s already chosen
The effort may be intimidating
Silence dawns, it is breathtaking