Optical Delusion

In the valley of sorrow, in the valley of death

In the valley we borrow, in the valley of breath

In the valley tomorrow, in the valley we rest

In the valley we thoroughly keep tally, enmeshed

We're guests, and by the power that we invest

We can request to arrest the downward flow of the unexpressed

Prana repossessed, in and up and out, divest

Coalesced into the dynamo, illimitable zest

I must confess, it's not an easy path to tread

But I can't stress enough the potential hid in your crest

Undressed, internal, not the matter, bone and flesh, that's so