Prelude to The Pattern

Once upon a time Somewhere in my mind I found the strength to take control of me I looked into the mirror And peered into the core It all seemed so much clearer Not clouded like before I took the time to find a reason I took the time see I noticed every changing season I took the time to be I felt the sand between my toes I felt the sun shine on my face I felt the snow between my toes I felt the raindrops hit my face I saw hidden the rythem The pattern you did not I watched the future being written The past is what you bought And when the vision faded The mirror still remained The face it seemed so jaded And so I took the reins The meaning of existence Is not about the reason But rather how we choose to make it real And when the day is over Ask yourself the question Do I really know how to feel?