I Am Here, It Is Now

 

I have walked through fire,

And I have not burned.

I have wept in silence,

Yet the silence has learned.

The storm does not break me,

I am the storm.

The world does not move me,

I am the form.

The hour is not coming

It has come.

The voice is not distant

I am the drum.

I rise not alone,

But with echoes of those

Who have known, who have seen,

Who have shattered the throes

Of illusion and fear,

Of waiting too long.

 It is here. I am here. It is time. 

Let the cosmos tremble,

Let the sleepers wake.

Let the truth resound

With no step to take—

For I have already begun.

I am the spark, I am the flame,

I am the shift, call my name.

 It begins.

-Winquind-