It was a place of Magik
A place we came from
Before we understood
When we had only begun
Before once upon a time
Became the here and now
Where boundaries abound
Through this life we plow
Innocence once reigned
But it is taken from us
By what they teach
With greed and lust
Many things lost forever
Never to be regained
Staring at a starry sky
From the little that remains
Stoic Poetry
Through The Cracked Window (Revisited) 