I Am Where My Heart is
In the direction of which my heart relies, I find my own warmths life support
To embrace the endless swirling sky, my towers never err and fall short
In the direction of which my heart throbs, my flame is at no point free to keep
As I challenge all challenges every day, I earn my food and reap my sleep
Don't take me from my castle, oh lord, my heart is not in the fields with the sheep
My peace comes from all forms of treachery, with acid pits and beasts of valleys deep
In a nest among scores of vile tsuchigumo, wrestling on the back of the Ziz
Even between the coils of a Naga, my fear implodes against my awe that is
To bring in every precious breathe of air, rebelling the touch of disease itself
True freedom waltzes where it may, a death to the dream is death to oneself
Wherever my treasure finds habitation, there my heart follows in suit
A safety that sacrifices ones own lifeline, is an unsatisfying simpleton's loot
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