I only wished to answer the questions that had brought me there
To speak of what shapes my frame was my only and purest desire
I could’ve accepted the gift of the universe and time in existence
I could’ve accepted the gift of eternity and a lifetime of trial and chance
But I could never sacrifice the swiftness of a sparrow
For how then would I glide through the air like an arrow?
I know it caused them vex to see me without an ounce of fret
I knew it because it led to scramble for voice and fight
But I still spoke of the forces that shape and curve
I spoke of the arrows from the god of all love
Yet still I wonder who enchants Cupid at the end
What solace is to be found when it still is dark and the tunnel is at an end?
Eviternity or Celerity.
You ask whether I’d choose swiftness over eternity?
You simply are asking if I’d move free of strife and worry
A question not even the mages in their wisdom find an eye to write a page
A question which rolls away the sails of the most revered pirate into old age
I hope you find your answer
I hope you find that shelter
Somedays the wind ravages all that you confine
Somedays the same wind reminds that you are all divine
Tell me this,
Do you believe the Ocean has Treasures?
Eviternity or Celerity
Swiftness or infinity.