The dawn before

And as they were awakening, the dawn grew in its sanguine splendour.

And the birds of the morning did sing their sweet song.

And while the music of the spheres did play in the early morn; the sages of the yesternight did sleep.

And in their sleep they dreamt prophetic dreams;

There was a damsel. All the men were enamoured of her. The hero; the prophet, knew her best.

Yet she liked him not in preference to another.

And so did the prophet know the dream.

And so did the dream transpire.

And when all had come to pass, Thomas asked and what of the promise that's unfulfilled?

And the priests amongst us did ask; "And what of thee?; O' doubting Thomas?"

And then spake the wisemen. Thomas is a fool. He sees what hast twenty years in the passing.

Yet he is Thomas.

A hush fell upon the council.