• In the middle of the time worn chaos that surrounds us,
    There lies the one place of refuge that we seek as the chaos quietly claims us,
    We hold it dear when we are there and yearn for it when we're thrown to the winds,
    We seek to share it with others,
    Lest we let it wither and die a cold and lonely death,
    We let it reach it's peak as two merge into one,
    And hopefully it transmorph's into something beautiful.