When did I learn to forget my own heart?
Surely I knew of it when I was small;
For I remember that most pleasant part-
that which can cope with the pain of the fall?

Why did I learn to forget my own mind?
Surely without it I can't even think...
Inside myself, I am left deaf and blind-
while I am steered to the edge, to the brink...

When did I learn to forget my own soul?
Surely I knew of it when I was born...
And who did teach that my innermost goal
should be to ensure that I'm innermost torn?

Why did I learn to forget all those things?
Surely remembrance would better have been…
Sleepwalking slowly through fiery rings
which I'd avoid, if the rings could be seen.

These are my Heart, and my Mind and my Soul-
Surely they only belong but to me;
Share I might, after regaining control-
Out of my own free will, as you see.

...When did I learn to forget my own will...?
Surely, without it I'll never regain
the castle on top of my innermost hill-
All my attempts will be always in vain...

So, I awaken. And slowly I walk
slowly I open my eyes to the light
shining inside me. And slowly I talk-
Say to my self: "See-it will be alright..."

Do I remember? But, surely I do.
Slowly, but surely my memories return;
stronger and stronger, until I can view
The fire which inside my heart still does burn...
(WJB)