We dig deep, my friends, we dig deep
Into ourselves to find
Our centres - locked within
Boxes of our own making.
Who is this I, who is this You?
The centres know but gagged they are;
Voices silenced by the
Din of life.
And social sentries 'round the boxes
Make sure the I, the You
Though still they are - our centres
Linked unknowingly by us to all
Resonance with all - the cosmos
And the gods laugh kindly
At our creation of cages.