Who We Are

Here I lie in the middle, in the cross-fire of life.
Traveling the globe to learn the things you are to learn, or so they say.
I see life as it can be... I see life as it could be...
It is not life as it should be, though.

Not for me.
In the Heartlands. There... I belong.
My name is Nou One... from the Clan One.
I was born in the low lands of the axis of this world...

I am a mortal.
I can be killed in many ways.
Yet I have lived on... somehow...
There are others like me.

We are scattered across the realms... and we are few.
But we are out there...
Living... wandering... fulfilling the destinies we were meant to complete.
And carving our fate in the hearts of all who dare join in the cause.

We can be found in the rivers, in the mountains, in the cities, in the villages.
We are everywhere.
But you will only know who we are when your moment of final rest comes upon you.
When you recall all the memories of your life in a quick instant.

Then you will see the truth... and the one thing that marks us all in common.
Because all of us will have one moment. One second in your life.
One last thing we did with you.
The last thing you saw from all of us...

A smile.

In the brief summary. In that moment.
You will know: who we are.
What we meant,
And what we will be in that migrating part of you that will move on.
You may say again...

Fair journey, traveler.
Fair journey.

Western Summer

Awaiting for my ship to sail the sky.
I run this direction once again.
Smiling. Knowing what waits for me in my return.

So what is pondering in your dreams?
Where are you headed traveler?
On the road once again?

Are you escaping today?
Or returning tomorrow?
You left but yesterday...

Where do you wish to go...
Are you all you wished so far to be?
What else lies there...

What else...

And Now...

A few days from a new departure...
A few sunsets from the thrill of exploration...

An old fear strikes the hearts of men.
An old fear which constantly haunts.
An old fear soon to be released on this world.

Oh Earth Mother, why do you so burden your children?
Shall we keep on paying for the vile turns your life takes?

I will bring myself from the depths of any abyss.
I will bring my feet forward, with arms raised high.

Yet I cannot speak for my brothers...
Yet I cannot see in their hearts...
Yet I cannot say what happiness is for those who expect nothing...

And now...

Well... and now we wait...

Patiently, wisely...
An odyssey this is... an odyssey it will be...
One which I so unwillingly play...

French Proverb

"One meets his destiny often in the road he takes to avoid it."

And so I met her...