Splendor is imprisoned

Darkness has risen

New reflections appear

They are never clear

Splendor is imagined 

What it holds, we examine

In unconscious privacy

Our place of primacy

Splendor runs parallel

To the inner carousel

Full of personal delight 

Keeping the mind alive 

Splendor, we can’t forget

There’s lasting regret

Of the freedom missed

Spurning splendor, a gift