Halls of Amenti by Gregg Hake
Em’rald figure in the hall
Bids me forward through the pall.
Cycles shifting old to new
Though the sight is not askew.
Vision narrowed by dark straits
Kens not past the lies and hate.
“Lift thine eyes and drop to knee;
I have much to show to thee.”
Gregory Hake 
How complex the web that traps the hearts of man and tethers him to tradition, and those who see with vision clear must tread with cautious steps amidst a maze of intricate lies and deception. But heart can sour at quiet of day to let true praise be raised, and always it can come on bended knee before that Emerald Majesty. Thank Gregg with all my heart.
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The emerald light is present shining showing the way. A gift to be received in humility and upward view.
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Humbled by the majesty of truth, repentant for the time wasted by meaningless traditions, compelled by the force of unfettered power, grateful for the remaining opportunity to reconcile and the courage to obey.
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And unto Thee
On bended knee
Shall I abide until I see.
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From our slumber we again are awakened, only to open our eyes for a brief moment, and fall again into sleep.
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beautiful, thank you.
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