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The Truth Is

The Truth Is…

They’re never cared for the “Fate” - “Destiny” - “Prophecy” - “Purpose” or “Programming”,

They won’t go for whatever path was laid out for them,

They refuse to be what people always assume,

We will choose for ourselves!

We know the difficulty & heartache,

But we won’t be dragged down - held back or conform to be someone else,

The Truth Is… WE REFUSE!

We got to this place on our own & are never going back,

We’ve all gone have each others backs,

We’re connected!

A guard who turned to a crinson path - dusted with betrayal,

A parasite who lost a part of himself & the battles he once aided,

Someone who’s from mixed worlds of dancing - Of singing & music - Of infinite Galaxies - Of swapped rolls,

The one who’s world felt Electric with life that changed in the every aspect & Element,

The sinner who lost loved ones - his world & all he’d ever known,

The two who’ll only be seen as a tragic story of fused lives,

The one who had to live in a Misery he couldn’t fight,

The one who lived in a Misery he’d never stop fighting,

The one who always supported them no matter the consequence,

And all the ones who spread their Wings -

Who lost the fight against corruption -

Who have to repeatedly put themself back together -

Who are a Guardian & Ruler -

Who are haunted by past & future -

Who foretell death -

Who show a mischievous Flame -

Of toxic Pride -

Who watch the restless spirits -

Who will guard with the golden wing of ancient waters -

Who will fight alongside one with a burning silver heart -

A child of intertwined tragedy -

A child of curiosity and searing loyalty,

The Truth Is… We are Hidden & Seen,

We stay in the shadows - But play larger then Life,

We are equals - Yet NOT,

We are nobodies PUPPETS!

We choose who we are,

We are Free & we are United!

We are the outsiders of the abandoned,

They… WE are a family who’ll welcome Any & All,

Of any History or Demons,

The Truth Is… You’re never alone!

10′s Shrine

A light storm hangs above the forest,

A soft buzz of animals lifts the air’s stillness,

The small clearing sits with uncompared beauty,

The Imperial grace of the Elder’s statues sat dormant,

10 stone giants glistened with little dew drops,

The same place that was once host to lavish parties,

Pale Terra slowly over-took the relics,

Empty eyes of old comrades always watched the ever-changing landscape,

Warm air flows like soft breaths,

Sparrows - Jays - Cardinals - Finches & Doves,

They fly like racers between the trees,

Silence fills the surrounding wood as rain pours heavier,

Careful hands run over cracked stone,

One of the few guests seen in millennia,

Light steps circle around the tarnished pedestals,

Jewel eyed never expecting to have company again,

Knowing & respectful gaze surveys yet sparkles with wonder,

The urge to be heard after centuries,

Now will always be seen,

By any & all,

By him or her or themselves,

To see on their own,

Well known to all - to none - to the past & future,

Good nor evil can make their memory sway,

From every room in every land they were once known,

Tis only in legend & myth of their deeds now,

The silent watchers of creation itself,

That of Light & Life,

Of Hidden Shadows & the Afterlife they stand,

Those of the beckoning Winds,

The Fathers of the Terra & Sea,

The Mothers of Magical mystery & Crystalline beauty,

A hidden Flame burning in silent eyes,

Watching the Celestial skies & Eon waves,

They watch as what they made expands,

Always quiet with unspoken thoughts,

The storm ebbs as winds chime & swirl,

Another blissful evening to come.