As you work your maze
Days are years
I pray that on the balance
Joy outweighs tear
Fears be valid guideposts
help navigate the way
That grays are something you can grasp
In rainbows of your days
And when you reach the marshland
Enveloped by haze
The inner voice will guide you
Where darkness meets day
As you emerge victorious
Embattled arms raise
Embracing concepts valiant
For this, for you, I pray.