The robed one of white made itself briefly known then
Standing to the right, in the corner of the room
Within the light, away from the gloom
A silent watcher; an ageless necromancer
Walker between the worlds
Fearless Melchisidek
But not one of which the stories tell
For his identity is not recorded by history
His face is lost in the endless streams of souls
His purpose transparent
Written in the air before me
Invisible for the time since my birth
Buried deep within awareness
Awaiting the trigger words
To receive the colour of revealing
That indeniable truth I seek ....
Coming closer now
Light presence unthreatening
Pointing to the sky
I see the transparent form of an elder force
The essence of a traveller through time
Reach for the sky
See the answers in your own universe
It is written there in the star light
In the way the clouds float by
In the falling rain onto the early morning grass
The answer is there
Before you
As it has always been
Since you were fooled
Ever since you believed you were a child
And the words were lost
Hidden away
Until now ...
There comes a need
I give you that need
There comes the reason why
I give you the reason
