Stuck in the frustrating Rapunzel tower
Going round and round over the same ground
Fighting the interactions of a fractious mind
I find I’ve found lost resolve
But cannot solve the mystery
Can’t bring it to pass
Can’t make it be
And a mocking ministry of doubt
There’s no way around it
No way out
“Why paint what cannot be seen?
Why write what cannot be read?
Why play what cannot be heard?
Why dance and act for no audience?
The paths rotate
Driving deep ruts in the roads of roundabout
Created in the image of a creator
Need to create, to build, to make
But with no receiver
A life lived in allegiance to serve
Is stuck in the rut of the Rapunzel tower
Only LOVE will let your hair down
And lead the way out