I may be numberless, I may be innocent.
I may know many things, I may be ignorant...
Or I could ride with kings and conquer many lands.
Or win this world at cards and let it slip my hands...
I could be cannon food, destroyed a thousand times
Reborn as fortune's child to judge another's crimes.

But if there was a single truth, a single light,a single thought, a singular touch of grace!!A thousand times the mysteries unfold themselves...
Like galaxies in my head.
On and on the mysteries unwind themselves...
Eternities still unsaid.