Preservation of Will

 
Connecting the incalculable strands of fate
Weaving our consciences to the cosmos

Perceiving the dying lamb and looking to the land

My heart is full of tethers, binding me to the memories of others
A soulful axiom of unfettered delight tears its way through time

Disgraced by a fall and embraced as a fool, I am the one who picks myself up
Inflated ego is not the truth, be lucky to it

Be lucky to that truth

Ingrained in my actions and exempt from no judgement, the human mind is a frivolous place
Emancipate yourself from their will, truth of nature, the ultimate law
Heed the sciences, their progresses and understandings, the balance between fact and fiction

I wish for greater deeds and through my will I shall perceive the truth
Into the future with tongues of flame, hearts of steel and wings of oak if we fly

Amassing ideas, realising reality, fumbling to fame through paths of questionable shame

I am delicate and that balance must be struck
 
From without and within, we are the ones that always win

Progress is key, embracing nature to the ultimate truth, disrupting the rule of the avarice-fuelled faiths

Will to consciousness, will to truth, will to the future and will to those who are most misunderstood

Nature perceived, endless good fortunate future, the will of the seed, all of my life to make it right, only achieved through one impeccable deed

The preservation of will