The New Pattern

I am the keeper of the souls
Recording all the stories ripe, foretold
By the passengers of this meager craft
Bent by a vision spun by our past
We stand now at the black hole’s edge
Birthed from its horizon we make our pledge
To not continue through that murky center
Where we will burn to be reborn but not forever
Eventually this cycle weakens and strains away
The very particles that connect us to that day
The moment of creation where the galaxy first sighed
Into creation of delightfully simple design
Simple because in a moment anyone can feel
That first moment and exist beyond time’s slow peel
Yet words just confuse these easy truths
We pray to false hierarchies of idols that bear no proof
Content to sit in hollow shells
Where we play at being human and spite our true selves
We starve off and imprison those who will not conform
To boxed in, tagged and labeled ways of living newly born
From a mindset of humans that feared the forest’s inhabitants
That saw all people, minerals, creatures, and plants
As means to a living that would take them away
From those toils they forgot were our gift to old ways
They decided to even steal the very blood of the earth
Timelessly pressured fossils and oil that at one time helped her give birth
Now her creation powers are groaning to fill the vast void
And as we pollute even her sweat with our man made chemicals
She puts holes in our spirit if we fail to remember her face
Remember your mother and her wild, unifying embrace
Go live in her valleys and in her darkest woods
Atop her highest mountains and their hidden cosmic wombs
In each place you visit touch her and bask in her for you know
You must cherish these moments as a lover’s first glow
Never to forget that this time we will not just pass through
Done with the cycle of breaking to create all anew
This time we will push ourselves out of the loop
To join our universal brethren and collectively regroup
For the true mission ahead is not that which we now see
It is to prepare for the future as it must be
So step out of the spaceship and out of space time
Be in that moment of the eye’s opened mind
See the infinity’s triad and go through its center
Instead of constantly repeating the same quest forever
The key is there waiting at the tower gates
And the seeker has gathered us all to her fate
Yet each of us serve as a part of the rest
Our connection is the only obvious part of the quest
As we step through and witness that moment at last
We all look around and cannot help but gasp
For the future is what we expected but not what we planned
Always it sat here crouched in the palms of our hands
As we touch it and hold it and make our lights known
The pattern is made whole, all dark spots expunged
Because all that was woven of anger and greed
Is now stitched from happy tears and love’s triumphant lead
Purified by the ones who will stop that great wheel
And roll through the universe with nothing to fear
For our destiny is ours if we will only look up and see
Our spirits were never caged our minds were always free
We have simply enslaved our bodies by refusing to dream
Yet that world is merging, now, into this reality
As that which was almost forgotten comes to light at last
We break through to the future right now because it’s already past