Knellbombing

What was, what is and what will be?

I do not know.

For I have left the opened cage and last year's page.

And soar.

Into the ripples of light beyond the horizon.

Up the sky across the Orion's Belt.

I float.

If wounded, hurt, cursed, forsaken.

Come what may, let it happen.

For I am no longer afraid.

Of what was, what is and what will be.

For You,

Were, Are and Will Be with me.