"Old Soul"

Can you see into my old soul...
Such a cold, cold soul
Within it melliniums and eons
unfold; all of these eras have
stories, waiting to unfold

Floating in the paradox of time
my mind unwinds revealing
truths hidden in light
Sometimes the things I see are
frightening but I consider that
there's a reason for their,
revelations and it gives me a
little ease

Like a strip-tease their shown,
layer by layer until I can see 
the whole thing...
And understanding is clothed
in rationality

No, not all at first but I suppose
if all was revealed like brilliant
flash of lightning, it might be
more than my mortal mind can
conceive...

So I'll accept it as bit by bit is
doled out to me till I see the, 
"Whole Scheme of Things."