All and One

On a perfectly proportioned majestic throne resides the one who knows of time and space, of love and fear - building blocks from which we grow From ancient starlit forests through to daily sunny norms the power arrives in textured waves to charge our dust filled forms And inside the ash burnt crystals, of a timeless, white charcoal sun dark energy weaves between the light - the elements of all, and one And as we search for a shard of truth in an ocean, big as a planet how come we always look outward from our triangle of living granite This pyramid shape is vastly more, important than previously thought its pinnacle contains a watching eye in all directions, free or bought And its gravity, the pull of which, keeps us firmly grounded if it didn’t exist, then a different life is certain to be founded It lives atop a majestic throne, but cannot be seen by the many who search with unconditioned eyes that think that they are ready But who are we, to think we are, less important than we know it won’t be long, until such truths are uncovered as we grow So maybe one day, we can become, even more than what we think until that time arrives, we’ll still search for a non-existent missing link All and one