Dana - A Ripple Betwixt the Eyes

A ripple betwixt the eyes of a rippling son

Atrophic visions I have none

To see inside is to see around

To pace the paths from town to town

And in the nether beneath the day

Beneath those amongst you, hear them say

Beneath the crowd, beneath the sea, beneath the sun

To the realms of wonder, the ides of oval

Hear them chant and feel them shout

The blossom inside is yet to bloom

If not now, than above thine tomb

Not to fear, not to fear

Nor to seek nor to peer

The days will come, for you, for he

And then, most certainly, you will see