Spirals - Gwydion

Throughout this panel we envision

Sinuous curves that form familiar shapes

Focused fingers are pressing gently

The chosen cursor, a blue inked pen

Spirits, listen to our call

Reveal the holy truth

Right into the centre

Lays the main suggestion

Determined force is moving

Nothing is written, all is drawn

Countless spirals in various sizes

Adorned with curved infinities

Silence has never before

Filled so much space

A soft breath, a tense movement

Govern external perceptions

Persistence found a way

A small passage into the limbo

From the depths of resolute wills

A lucid presence appears

It tells us of parallel realities

Of other universes, of past existences

Visions from it’s incarnations

Materialize in our minds

Civilizations at war

A desperate hope for peace

A strange message was spoken

Wanted answer continue veiled

Origin and Creator

Will still be two mysteries

Two mysteries…

Even tough a divinity was recognized

It shall not be related

To our common beliefs

In desperation we have finally achieved

The Barrier of awareness

Passable only by the dead

Impossible.

Slippery.

Far away

That knowledge is only for the dead

Even tough a divinity was recognized

It shall not be related

To our common beliefs

In desperation we have finally achieved

The Barrier of awareness

Passable only by the dead