To Know the Truth That is Me
To Know the Truth That is Me
I looked upon the vastness of the sea
But all my wanderlust had long since fled,
The breaking waves brought back to memory
The day I cast the ashes of my dead.
Across the pale blue waters sailed my dreams
Of youth and hope, the possibility
Of Light’s descent that succors and redeems
And the beauty of the coming world to be.
Now the hourglass has few grains left
And I alone am far from journey’s end
The cause and not the victim of time’s theft,
And yet through each defeat I still ascend
Communing with the living and the dead
To grow, to learn, to know the truth that is me.
