Do you hear me calling?
From within you
Yet beyond
From the edges of space
Where time is meaningless
Can you hear me?
Am I calling you?
Or are you calling me?
Are we not the same?
In the Mobius strip
Of sense and reality
It matters not
Can you take up the knife
Heavy with memories
Of the future?
Can you take it
And carve
Upon the fabric of eternity
The I-Am
Of who you are?
Can you focus intent
Into unbending will
That will forge
A pathway back to me?
Can you remember?