A masquerade of dancing shadows. Appear before me. Through my mystic window. And soon to be seen. I saw presented. Became a vision that. I saw resented. I stood and watched. Its image changing. The unseen hand was rearranging. And all the time I wondered. How did it wind. Slowly surely it unfolded. Its simple lines just as. A pole wind told it. A temporary revolution. My problems rose and fell. With a lapse of illusion. My mind was telling me don't fight it. It's just a hazard in the night. Don't do those. Who've lost their way. It's a masquerade. Masquerade it's a masquerade .... .