The old white bearded man spoke in soft voice,
in front of the seated crowd in elegant poise.
Honor is a divine spark that has a hidden affect,
the mask of vanity and truth attract every soul prospect.

Ancient prophesies have risen from the depths of hell,
into the masked faces - impossible to break the spell.
Every desire in life has its answers what needs to be done,
if it were not so, creation would not have gone on.

The soul in body and part of earth spirit entity,
speaks in natures equilibrium and diversity.
Respecting natures elements become the walking on water,
sparking manifestation reaching honorable boarder.

The domain of oneself in God himself perception,
the love-steam in change of heart reception.
The lockup pointed to the wisdom point break,
needed to be attained in that grateful solitude.