The God of Light
Illuminator
Rises in the Hallowed East
Before it shadows wither
Repelled they crawl to shelter
In cracks and fractures
The broken pieces of the day
The Avatar of Being
Redeemer
Stands tall in the East
Casts a searching gaze
Into the dark wherein dwell
The shattered and the twisted
In their broken palaces
The Truth
Burden of Honesty
Falls across the World
No question, no wonder
What is and no more and total
From wounds and scars
Out of the broken places of the World