To the Initiate - Minsk

The triumph of the three

As it is, and because of what is, and what shall ever be

The four beneath the one

The quintessential animation

Spirits arise, to you there is no end

Time will progress with the beauty of what shall ever be

Absence provides water for this elemental spring

The toil and the reaping

A reminder of inherent beauty

Welcome respite amidst the weeping

An ushering in, a reminder of purpose

Of Will, of duty, of rejuvenation of promise

To answer the clarion call

As imagination creates existence

The builders professing to one and all

Far flung revisions, unsteady convictions, fall with me now

Uninitiated, we’ll fight the war from outside, follow me down

I’ll warn you but once, the answers aren’t there

And maybe this spirals en route to nowhere

And the compartments of the scheme are vast

But up is still down, and the last will be first

And fevered dreams are still illusions too

Imagination creates existence

The builders professing to one and all

This too shall pass

With you I’ll pass

This blessed past

Forever bending fast

To you there is no end

To us there is no end

To all there is no end

To end the time begins