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=== Section 4 === # In the night they walk through the streets<br /> # Looking to one another for explanation;<br /> # Trying to understand the mourning that fills the city,<br /> # And prevent them from lying down.<br /> # Others ignore the wails.<br /> # They feel safe and talk as though they are immortal.<br /> # As they too succumb to death<br /> # They remember the restless nights.<br /> #<br /> # The number of the watcher is six hundred and twenty five.<br /> # It is the number of waiting.<br /> # It is the number of truth.<br /> #<br /> # You only need to ask what has been viewed to know.<br /> #<br /> # A heart for the least is the path to forgiveness.<br /> # Move your heart far from pride, and joy will come.<br /> #<br /> # A desert bird knows where to wait and watch<br /> # A desert bird knows when the storm will come.<br /> # A desert bird knows where the water will flow.<br /> # A desert bird knows when the tree will grow.<br /> #<br /> # A new five reign.<br /> # To bring them back;<br /> # To return;<br /> # To unite.<br /> #<br /> # A new one reigns.<br /> # To send them away;<br /> # To push away;<br /> # To divide.<br /> #<br /> # If more you seek,<br /> # Ask and then be given a ray of hope.<br /> #<br /> # A man pulls ten others behind him,<br /> # Because he believes.<br /> # Another lifeless body is thrown into the cart,<br /> # Because it doubts.<br /> # People line the street<br /> # Watching the cart go through their midst.<br /> # Wondering what they should choose,<br /> # And where their own body will be soon.<br /> #<br /> # Learn from the least, for their burden is great.<br /> # A bird from the desert will build a nest in the tree.<br /> #<br /> # There is a circle of seasons,<br /> # Death and life,<br /> # Until a final end.<br /> # The way is made clear at the end of time.<br /> #<br /> # Do not fear the wound, it is a way of peace in time of need.<br /> # A place of patience;<br /> # A place of stone;<br /> # The gathered are known by their faces of stone.<br /> # A place to fall;<br /> # A place to be raised;<br /> # The gathered will fall into the wound.<br /> #<br /> # Like the lelam they grow,<br /> # Expanding in size<br /> # But lessening in thickness.<br /> # Expanding in territory.<br /> # Swallowing enemies and smaller beasts<br /> # But dying slowly.<br /> # For what they eat is of little value.<br /> # And what they consume destroys the stomach.<br /> # So they continue to expand,<br /> # Until there is nothing left where they started.<br /> #<br /> # Winds of change blow from above.<br /> # Feel the wind, it will move you.<br /> #<br /> # The little ones destroy;<br /> # The little ones rebuild;<br /> # The little ones remove;<br /> # The little ones give back.<br /> #<br /> # The future is always revealed to those who wait.<br /> # But the proud have no patience.<br /> # Because of pride, the destruction will come.<br /> #<br /> # This is your one answer.<br /> # What is given is proof of it.<br /> #<br /> # The wound gives birth to the rebuilder of pride.<br /> # The wound takes the age of the rebuilder of pride.<br /> #<br /> # A new five reign;<br /> # To bring them home;<br /> # To return their life;<br /> # To unite their desires.<br /> #<br /> # Rest in the light.<br /> # Call in the dark.<br /> # Sing in the time of joy.<br /> # Weep in the time of the pride.<br /> #<br /> # A new one reigns;<br /> # To send them away to what is good;<br /> # To return them to what is right;<br /> # To unite them to what is true.<br /> #<br /> # A heart for pleasure is a filthy pit of binding.<br /> # A heart for the Maker is a clean breath of release.<br /> #<br /> # For they have claimed a share of very old order.<br /> #<br /> # I see the tree<br /> # With only one branch.<br /> # What misery<br /> # To watch it fall<br /> # And never grow.<br /> #<br /> # Nothing but a seed;<br /> # A seed that grows slowly;<br /> # Roots grow, fed by water;<br /> # Growing upward, only one.<br /> #<br /> # The remnant will live in plenty,<br /> # Until a time of testing comes.<br /> # The remnant will learn of the Maker.<br /> # From one who learns of the Maker.
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