Far in the future
A young hero stands upon a hill
Watching the sun rise
Taking in every breath, as if it were their last
The air holds a new weight, which has been felt before
But now is something familiar
The familiar becomes strange
And the unfamiliar creeps it's way back in
Breaths become more shallow
As our hero falls into the grass
Separated from their body
The sky cracks open wide
Allowing them through to a place that words can't touch
It's been waiting
Beamed into a new world
Unbeknownst to me
Inaccessible a moment ago
Pragmatic angels manifest around me
Offering a grand neoteric view
I step into the storm
Find myself home
Abiding all my fears
As I fall into the wave
Of the secrets whispered here
I can see but I am torn
Hypnotize my ego
Show me what you know
Elucidate for me
Can you see my future
Inevitable demise it seems to be
Will you come no closer
I have seen my piece
And I remain in motion
I step into the storm
Find myself home
Abiding all my fears
As I fall into the wave
Of the secrets whispered here
I can see but I am torn
Will you come no closer
I have seen my piece
And I remain in motion
Pragmatic angels manifest around me
Offering a grand neoteric view