The Three Metamorphoses

Peering down from the cliffs
Splendors of the world washing away
Revealing truths
Of pure epiphany
No longer a beast of burden
The beast within
Strengthened by its duties
Suffering and understanding coincide

Sense of being dissipates
Sense if becoming drivers
into a desert of existence
Solitude granting freedom
From heresy and those that adhere
Lust fro freedom drivers the beast
To smite his inquisitors
Destroying their questions and commands

Freeing itself utterly,
Abiding eternally in freedom
Innocence is reborn,
Guilt dispels from the mind

Self-propelled
The perpetual wheel
Innocence creates
Forever pushing forward

A new beginning
Brought forth from a newfound soul
Recreate the values
Metamorph and takes control
A new epoch is born
Constantly progressing
Never stagnating
Forever re-inventing
Always becoming