The hour before destiny..

Brother and sister awake now-

you cannot fool me anymore-

lost you have been, I know-

In what grips you evermore-

yesterday, and yesteryear-

the past that came before-

scars they will leave, perhaps-

wounds that will forever sore-

so here and now you must, stand still-

for pathless is the way that leads, to the ageless shore-

what of my sanity and what of religion-

dwell not on the nature of belief-

ideology can never be your mission-

you see truth if you show truth-

do not be fooled by worldly vision-

you hear truth if truth speaks through you-

a verse of which there is but one rendition-

you feel truth when truth becomes you-

in this act you can make no omission-

and in time, perhaps, the moment will come-

like the specs of a magnificent golden sand-

it will slip right through your petty hand-

no matter the force, no matter the grip-

until you, you alone can understand-

how dazzling this moment can be-

end and beginning, where sea meets land-

the ancients once spoke of it-

a momentary blink in time, indeed spectacular-

When you know, you know you are not-

whoever it is you really think you are.