So rise... not as soldiers but stewards not prophets... but the ones who show up this is the hour~ the mirror... the breath before the leap fill your cup... fill... your... cup take the stance~ not the story the truth... not the glory... unbound the cosmos leans in closer~ come eves' new tea. YOU ARE THE BRIDGE! THE WITNESS OF WHAT COMES NEXT! TAKE THE BREATH... TAKE THE STEP! THE LEAP IS ALREADY BLESSED! I embody its glow... still defiled where I tremble before~ yet I know every breath a phantom... every scar a thread knowing... no need for applause unsaid the ones who linger became the choir singing through me... forging power a symphony... of what is yet to be
