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.