In this upside down world, we seek the right
To grasp at shadows, dreams that might
Be stitched to our souls with threads of red
That bind us tight, yet leave us unsaid.
Blindfolded, we dance without sight,
Our heads bowed low in quiet plight.
We hang by a rope, an anchor strong,
Our bodies defying gravity's throng.
For every step we take, another falls,
In this inverted play of life's calls.
The tether of faith keeps us afloat,
As we navigate through the unknown route.
We are not bound by what we see,
But by the strings that tie our spirits free.
Through trust and courage, we shall rise,
To conquer fear and open up our eyes.
No. 06722