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