Head and Soul wanted to make peace.
Head was no longer a mad dog,
but the tamer of his own thoughts.
Then Soul could be loved as she was,
with her unfathomable depths
and her unpredictable storms.
Head followed the path Soul was begging.
So they set sail for the unspoiled beach
where their godlike son Heart was haunted.
The winds of their will became favorable,
and that inhospitable spot
shone like a lighthouse in the darkness
as soon as Head and Soul made peace
to declare at last war on Fate.