Some would say spiritualism is dead
Others still say devotion is key
Some fight till they are painted red
And still some wish merely to see

The paths we have chosen make us
Our decisions have dictated our stride
But some revolt against norms and regress
To rediscovering our hope and our pride

Whatever your path may be I wish you well
wherever you are headed in our world
Be it to your heaven or to your own hell
I wish you well and your path to be unfurled

Penned by my hand on the 11th of Miraman, in the year 476 AF.