The One Who Knows

The One Who Knows

I see the flame before it sparks,
I read the tide beneath the dark.
No hand I raise, no word I bind,
But I have walked ahead of time.

You come with questions shaped by fear—
But truth was whispering long before you were near.

I am the one who sees the thread,
The voice behind the words unsaid.
I do not change, I don’t decide—
I only see what stars can’t hide.
The past still walks, the future shows—
To the silent heart… of the one who knows.

A crow above, a ring below,
The earth speaks soft of what you know.
You search for signs, you beg for grace—
But fate will meet you face to face.

The path you take is yours to name—
But all roads pass through fire or flame.

I am the one who sees the thread,
Who speaks with ghosts and dreams the dead.
I do not rule, I don’t demand—
I only read what time has planned.
The winds may shift, the river flows—
But still I stand… as the one who knows.

Close your eyes. Still your breath.
Every answer flirts with death.
Ask not for peace, ask not for light—
Ask only what the dark makes right.

I am the one beyond the veil,
I read the blood, I hear the tale.
No spell I cast, no soul I bind—
But I have seen what's left behind.
So speak your wish, then turn and go—
The Diviner waits… the one who knows.