Neophyte Poem by Arik Fletcher

Neophyte



Glimpse the light of ancient lore,
read the signs to find the door,

free your mind from the profane,
seek the truth in the arcane,

know the light from the abyss,
keep your brother from re-miss,

walk the path that others seek,
see and hear but never speak.

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