Travelers in reality,
warriors in spirit,
craftsmen of the mind and the soul.
In a single perpetual moment,
we exist without noticing,
moving towards an unknown horizon.
Then, every so often,
for an infinitesimal moment in time,
living halts,
life moves,
and we step through yet another unseen portal in the maze we call reality.
Another element is aligned in the mechanism of our unknown and unspoken destination,
and as if through the eye of a needle,
we catch a fleeting glimpse of the ultimate end.
Yet in the blink of an eye,
the moment ends.
We move on,
with a cleansed determination in our minds,
a beating pulse in our soul,
and an eternal faith in those who came before.
——Howard
HighlandWolf 