One way or another you will find the path The destiny ahead, fuzzy makes late its mysterious laugh For foretold, four ages lived The edifice of us persists Crafted, errors, unexplained Clearly accepted, or missed Crystal ball or dark glass through Memory, dear friend and thief How we choose, where we lean Fulcrum to joy or grief To dependence, we start and end Libraries empty, fill and fly A las penas write or erase Persist through damp and dry
