At times like this

Outside of time there is only one
Who arrives, departs and returns
Who is and will always be
Who says “Existence, I am here”

Inside of time the game is up
Gilt-edged armaments speak of tradition
Heritage and other things that tantalize
Paint thy face one thousand ways

Along the edge of time there are many ruins
Crumbled fortresses and broken moats as
Chaos and order reunite in joyous exuberance
Whispering the spirit of freedom to the wind

At times like this I exist beyond reason
Afloat in the life raft of myself
With a secret smile and a wink to the infinite
As though we planned the whole thing.