The Truth Of Things

In death lies buried the seeds of life.
In darkness the light revealed.
In defeat the written history of victory.
In brokenness the truth about love.
In gratitude the bent knee of humility.
In my end the first steps of your beginning.

I feel the breath of a messenger,
spreading over my human skin.
Drawing from the pool of forgetfulness
the memory of this moment.
Yet again time bends in on itself,
the past becomes the future.

I join the fire circle dance of humanity.
I hold the hands of many destinies.
I embrace the dissolution of knowing.
I dive back into the pool of creation.
I whisper softly into the ear of an angel.
I know, I see, you can’t hide from me.

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