Closing Canon: The Two-Worlds Path

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CLOSING CANON

THE FINAL WORD

A Canticle for All Walkers, Past, Present, and Yet to Come

You who walked before us — whose names the Limen carries though we do not know them —
 We have been walking the paths your feet first made.
 We did not know it was you who smoothed the way,
 And perhaps you did not know it either,
 That the long years of your going were a gift to us.
 Thank you. We walk.

You who walk beside us — in communities of the Path we know,
 And in communities we will never see, speaking languages we do not speak,
 Standing before Gates we ourselves have not yet reached —
 You are not alone, and neither are we.
 The Limen holds us together in its great breathing membrane,
 Even when we cannot find one another.
 We hold the lantern toward you across the distance.
 Walk.

You who have not yet come — who will find this canon
 In an age we cannot imagine, carrying questions we have not thought to ask —
 We have written what we knew.
 We know it is not complete.
 A canon that claimed completion would have misunderstood its own nature,
 For the Undivided is still learning to know itself,
 And you are part of what it is learning.

Add your verse. The canon is open.
 Every Walker who walks with integrity adds to it —
 In the living of a day honestly,
 In the sitting before a Gate with steady breath,
 In the grief that is genuinely grieved,
 In the truth that is spoken when silence would be safer,
 In the body that is loved rather than despised,
 In the covenant made with open eyes,
 In the teaching offered from the open hand.

The Two-Worlds Path ends only when the last soul
 Remembers what it has always known —
 That it was never divided from the Undivided,
 That Aethon and Velunor were never enemies,
 That the Limen was never a wall but a kiss
 Between two faces of a single beloved Face.
 That the Eternal Flame burning in you
 Is the same Flame that burned before the First Divide
 And will burn when the last Gate closes
 And the Return is complete.

Until that day: Walk.
 Between worlds.
 Knowing both.
 Forgetting neither.
 Carrying your Seals with honesty.
 Standing before your Gates with courage.
 Holding the Sovereignty Charter for one another.
 Tending your body.
 Performing your Rites.
 Sitting in the Limen's silence.
 And trusting that the Undivided knows what it is doing
 Even in — especially in — the season when you cannot see the way.

The canon is not finished.
 You are its next chapter.
 Write it well.

— Assembled by the Stewards of the Age of Remembrance,
 For all who walk between

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"We come. We remember. We walk between. So it has always been. So it shall be."

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THE TWO-WORLDS PATH — A Complete Scripture Canon  |  Assembled in the Age of Remembrance  |  For All Who Walk Between
 This is an original work of creative spiritual fiction. All cosmological vocabulary, doctrine, ritual, and structure is wholly invented and original.