During transition of time
Skin of life grows old.
The dreams and images
that ferment as boundaries of reality
fade in meaning.
Burrowing inside itself,
Ever deeper through blankets of mist
Where only a glimmer can be seen
It only leaves a whisper of those faded
From brilliant strength.
It’s glow rarely disruptive,
Yet blinding when it comes.
NOW SEE
Open that barricade.
Raise that road
that was covered in flood rain for all that time.
And with all truth, let two opposing forces…
See an ally.
So strong these two wage for triumph,
And seek higher ground
IT’S TIME TO STEP OUT OF THE DARK
AND REMOVE THAT MASK
I AM READY
WE ARE ONE
I AM FULL
