The Veil
A simple time, not for want,
hold the candle, do not fear,
darkness beckons, heed the call,
the form of one awaiting here.
Illuminated, wholly, not nascent;
eternal wholeness now reclaimed;
the path once veiled, now discerned,
forward, to the depths perceived.
What was once known is but a part,
for all is unknown, and there we start,
fountain of eternal truth surveyed;
onward, the descent awaits.
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