decision. illusion. there's no way to a solution.

striding in progression,

i turn self into a narration.

i walked through desolation,

stunned by revelation,

a flowered conviction heads for redemption.

there's no way to a solution,

yet trust him,

ye shall accept your salvation.

lay down your interrogation,

give up on that intention,

your wearied heart needs no explanation.

__void zed.