First be lost
And know that you are

Know nothing at all
Except what is wrong

Strip down to the bone
Let delusions be dead
With vanities and falsehoods
Flung to the floor.
Be a blank canvas,
Innocence restored.
A clean page
refreshed and renewed
after troubles, by age

With vigilant care
be sure where you tread
A clear path runs
Directly ahead

You have to be no-one
To see who you are