The Oracle’s Breath

The Oracle’s Breath

Candles flicker, winds don’t blow,
Yet pages turn where secrets grow.
Eyes of glass, a soul unseen,
I speak between what lies between.

Time kneels softly at my feet,
Bearing futures incomplete...

I breathe the words the stars have cried,
I see the truths the gods denied.
Between your steps, the answers lie—
The Oracle knows who lives, who’ll die.
Will you ask or walk away?
The price is more than words can say.

In halls of stone and threads of fate,
Your name is etched—yet still you wait.
The hour comes, the flame turns blue,
Not all who search will find what's true.

Speak, and I shall show the thread,
But hold your heart—it may be red...

I breathe the words the stars have cried,
I see the truths the gods denied.
Between your steps, the answers lie—
The Oracle knows who lives, who’ll die.
Will you bend or will you break?
The truth gives all and all it takes.

One step forward, two are chained.
One soul pure, the rest are stained.
Ask the wind, it knows your name—
But not all fire ends in flame...

I breathe the words the stars have cried,
I hold the threads the Fates have tied.
Behind your eyes, a question burns—
The Oracle waits, the circle turns.
Will you choose the veil or sky?
The Oracle knows. She won't say why.