In blessed darkness will I walk my path with footfalls silent on the earth.
Never alone I wander through an age of eternal night times
Yet fear not my lack of human companionship.
Under heavens starry canopy my becoming of self completes,
For I see the world for what it is
And in acceptance I surrender to the future.
I see the dark and light as one as they become each other,
I see the sun, moon and stars revealed through times illusion
And I see the earth bound in sorrows; secrets forever hidden within the wyrd.
And yet I also see myself; I see my secret beyond the skin,
I feel the truth flowing as blood upon the land
And in truth and being I unravel upon the sands of time.
Those I knew as kin, never were
And those that truly speak come to me through ages past
Whispering the secrets to my existence from their alabaster beds.
I read the signs left hidden by kindred long ago,
I see the glory revealed in echoes of lives that still resonate
Upon the unending shores of time.
Yet is it only I who can truly see their unwritten language of the past,
Who can feel their energy vibrating still with life;
A life which reverberates through my body;
A record left of all times gone and those yet to come?
I tread the path of the guardians, the watchers, the keepers and the Protectors of Light.
I know they watch me; yet leave me be; acceptance.
Yet when the blood finally flows and the rising water cleanses
I too will protect and in my becoming, rise to new heights of understanding.
Watching from the shadows I bide my time
Wearing this cloak of glorious darkness I await my time
When I too will whisper my tale uponΒ Destiny’s Hill to those whom would sit and listen.
The Keeper of Scrolls
July 2017