In vanity I wonder

In vanity I wander
Through the rugged mists
Wondering whilst walking
Why I walk with clenched fists

I do not know the reason
It’s unbeknown to me
The hardships of existence
They’re not so hard to see

For an eye experienced
A miracle will unfold
Almost only hardships, always
Nearly always, but behold

For there are times of love
For there are times of passion
And there are times of friendship
And of course, times of aggression

They all fade away
Into the rugged mists
Before us is the day
Behold, or you’ll miss…