The Chambers, hiding in plain sight,
Another secret chamber where comrades step into the light.
Stumble upon you may; hear us you might,
All is welcome; no guard dogs that bite.
Glaze inside, Time placid,
Rest your eyes on the amber lights...
Stream of angels delight
Closer, closer meet the comrades all,
No mask, or hide beyond the knoll.
Some comes primed, some comes improvised
Like travel back in time, a sanctuary that's mine.