The Answer

I’ve seen the fear, I faced the night, A truth that snaps without a sound. The core is never born in light, It grows from every act we’ve bound! We moved ahead - no path, no guide, Each step - a war that must be told. The point is not the end of time, But that your choice is never sold! I begged for signs - from sky, from steel, From books and scars, from holy flame. It’s not in what the past reveal, It’s forged in what we choose to claim! We moved ahead - no path, no guide, Each step - a war that must be told. The point is not the end of time, But that your choice is never sold! Through worlds of dark where stars are lost, No light I ask from skies anymore. The point is not the final post, The truth is that I seek. The answer!