The number Five has come to stay,
To turn the night, to light the day.
It means the wheel will spin once more,
What drifted off will find the shore.
Four stands firm — the temple square,
Four winds that dance through balanced air,
Four fires that burn, four waters flow,
Four roots reach deep, four branches grow.
At their crossing — the still, bright flame,
The breath of Spirit with no name.
The Fifth is here, the hidden key,
The axis point of unity.
Will there be fall? Will there be end?
No — only rise, and all ascend.
Back to the stars, the Milky Way,
To where the soul first learned to play.
Love the vessel, feed it light,
Move with joy through dark and bright.
Let sacred fire within you flame,
No guilt, no shadow, and no shame.
For years it gave its love away,
Now it turns inward every day.
The temple knows its truth, its worth —
It holds the key to heaven’s birth.
The only one worth love is here,
The self you hold, the self so near.
Pour love within, let currents flow,
And tenfold back the world will show.
Is Five the keeper of all change?
Yes — it will turn, it will rearrange.
Is Five the bearer of pure love?
Yes — it will bless from stars above.
Five is the motion, deep and true,
The axis turning all we knew.
I walk in Five, yet speak in code,
Till all may bear what I’ve been shown.
