Return to the Source

A thousand miles from where I stand The dust of time slips through my hands I search the sands for what was lost A journey blurred, no matter the cost The veil of night, it pulls me in Whispers of truth, or just a sin? A distant call I can’t ignore I find myself wanting more Return to the source, where the rivers meet the sky I seek the path, but the road runs dry Return to the source, where the truth lies beneath Through smoke and mirrors, I find belief I feel the weight of endless years The echo of forgotten fears A temple rising in my mind The answers there, yet hard to find The veil of night, it pulls me in Whispers of truth, or just a sin? A distant call I can’t ignore I find myself wanting more Return to the source, where the rivers meet the sky I seek the path, but the road runs dry Return to the source, where the truth lies beneath Through smoke and mirrors, I find belief In the heart of the storm, I found my way Through the fire and the ash, I learned to stay The source awaits, the journey’s end But to it… we always ascend -------------------------------------------------------- © 2025 AgeonSmith. All rights reserved. No part of these works may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, without the prior written permission of AgeonSmith. Any unauthorized use of these materials constitutes an infringement of copyright and other applicable laws. For permission requests, please contact AgeonSmith.