My vision is all clear But my thoughts are not And my eyes are listening Your soul is a highway With all fractals Passing through in every way Challenge yourself for new realms Seek wisdom in your own cells Whatever you find is "you" at the end All patterns and all shapes Like the hints of A riddle that combines Recursive loops of a madman Cycling Around his lost mind Challenge yourself for new realms Seek wisdom in your own cells Whatever you find is "you" Self repeating forgiveness In a silence With regretful abstinence All patterns and all shapes Like the hints of A riddle that combines Challenge yourself for new realms Seek wisdom in your own cells Whatever you find is "you"