Will you follow?

I summon the spirits of solace and devotion.
They ravish the creatures of treason and penitence.

They shine and reign. we are filled with dependence.
They shine and reign.
The unspoken hope incarnate.

Slowly moves the lost parade of the flame that never fades.
Just a spark can wash everything white.
Treasured is the light bearer.
Speaking without words to me: “Here is the time before daybreak. now is the moment for courage.”