in every myth lies a fact
in every tale a truth
there's always a point of collapsing
all is one
one is all
the purity of a deer
the innocence of a lamb
and the loyalty of a dog
lying in my refuge
praying for salvation
they show themselves to me
and suddenly a lightning flared
thunder without a sound
it seems to me
there is no "one"
so none is all
and all is none
isn't that strange?