Years lost and gone, Wasted in pursuit of dreams I called mine, Was lost in a maze and never knew, Was going round in circles for time, Eyes wide open but couldn’t see me, Now have the scales fallen off, Springtime is here for me, My latent visions and dreams are now clear, The real me has come to the fore, My love for nature and humanities are revealed, My creative self has come to me, The east wind has blown my lost treasure to me, It stays with me and sits with me, This is my emancipation, This is the new me.