As All Must Come to Pass

Time is a beast, inadherent to rein

Trapped in its hounding, unbreakable frame

Few, few are we - impossible the odds

To witness as mortals the fabric of the gods

I never saw what came for me

And yet it lives within my dreams

It whispers from a restless void

Sleeps with eyes wide open

The deep and slumbering question rears its head once more

Is it reality that dwarfs the dream?

Or a realm of illusions that rules supreme?

I’ve seen too far beyond the veil and peered into its soul

And once it answered once I was complete

Witness the birth of legacy, of sacrifice

In pursuit of paths still veiled

In the shadows of a great unknown

Our desperate covenant was made

All must come to pass

Time is my foe and I wonder:

Was it worth to be bound in this ravel of dreams?

The vast Stygian labyrinth lives on

Traversed only once we are gone

From the lowliest worm to the cosmic scale

Sum principium fines omnes

Shrouded in luster from trivial to grand

In the hollow we are made whole

Woven through birth and demise

Struggling to grasp the patterns of

An essence leaks from every source

Transcending human concepts

Lost within the awe and splendour of all

That slipped between our fingers

As a bastion of wings appeared to our needs

Mold ourselves to be

Threads of future, yarn spun between

Ever elusive – never in sight

Fools presume to see the knots in the ever twisting chaos

Lost in a maelstrom of folly and unwritten paths

Multiple strains move beyond comprehension

In a strange familiar place

In a murder of wings

I beheld the fate of all

Of all that is as it becomes

And our cruel lineage

From the birth of time we have wandered

Primordial depths we have dwelled

From an abyss of worlds we venture

Through the shades of a great unknown

Long as time was abstract we have wandered

And sought solace in turning of tides

Mere threads in the grand tapestry

Cursed envoys of a lost legacy