I was born during the War of Time.

Standing at the Alter,
taken
And tied to the stake for burning

Born Royalty of Bliss,  
I turned to See the Listening ..
And felt the tearing of the ****..

Violation of the Covenant..
Each Of the community
Taken  in  Pretense of a  Heavenly Awakening
Even our Mother turned her back in Fear

I hid the crown and picked up the shield of animals skin
Calling the 12 , Joining with  each until my Brothers Voice came and sent me farther,
past ...
Past..
Past...
To the Peace

Glass of Wine Restored
Ire

Chartre