Poem: Worlds to Come

By the fires of light
only thresholds away,
we stand at the edge of time.
From depths of waters
the oceans churned
until coldest winds subside.

Hearts widen,
stretched to the skies,
ways that take their course.
Clouds departing,
watching heavens agape,
gods now manifest once more.

When the Fa rectifies
every world to come,
a final chapter
all said and done.

History replayed
at the end of time,
closer to suns arising.
Shifting sands,
one path to virtue,
beckoned beyond horizons.

A new chapter
all said and done,
when the Fa rectifies
every world to come.

2/2/04