The Wandering Elegance

Let the Sight wander Wander where? How far can one let it go? It could lead to uncontrollable outcomes Even thoughts that were forbidden to be thought of But is the imprisonment worth it...? To allow the limits to take hold? Never able to create a outcome that is your own Hardly allowed to consider something pleasant Pleasant for yourself Something that could ease the suffering Ease what has been lived with for so long Letting it be washed away Washed away in the streams of Hope The waters devoid of Suffering Untainted by Troubles Free of the filth of Avarice But washed with Moderation Cleansed Delicately Close to Purity But never quite There The kind that Appeases Freshly Given To those who Deserve It To those who Earned It