They say the pathway is long, but I insist the light has a sense of humor.
It's flickering like it just heard a dad joke. Off to the left, the greens hum pop tunes,
and to the right, the blues slur a ballad of quantum uncertainty.
Don't trust the red section by the portal; it's been known to pinch and purloin your
sense of time. Ever heard of a clock running backwards while giggling?
Just follow the Swirling Murmurs and you'll find peace... or at least a good sense of direction.