Wondrous tales told to enthral,   
A drop of reality to wrap you in glorious shawl.  
You listen intently to every word said,   
Forgetting to live in this moment instead.  
Wild and splendid archetypes to become,   
Role models to guide what has now begun.  
In your heart you feel your time is overdue.  
Between God and man, myth and being, half which isn’t you:  
A path towards Godhead is directly defined,   
But this path is too narrow for your mind:  
Trapping and reducing you to a mere symbol,   
Choosing to throw yourself to fate for the gamble. 

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