Traveling through this illusional plane
Of time and places that still remain

Flickering sounds of life once known
Lessons learned from seeds I've sown

As every fiber of my being
Maintain balance of what I'm seeing

Taking steps so bitter sweet
Of who I am and who I meet

Standing in the falling rain
Wing-like droplets call my name

Soaring through to wash away
Strands of life that must not stay

Leaving only truth behind
Of adventous journey's to what more I find

Exploring trails like never before
Opening doors and so much more

A journey well traveled from beginning to end
Back in touch with who I am

It's just Wiz your loyal friend!