Ark is a home,
A safe zone.
If that be a cave,
There darkness reigns and shadows rule.
If that be a hill,
There the sun parches and light overcomes.
If it be the shade of a tree,
There comes a lulling breeze, a peaceful sleep.
There you waken rested to clearly see, from your throne of shadows.
That knowing is an arc.
That arc is also a home,
An inside safe zone.
If it be a place outside you,
It will control you.
If it be the place inside,
You control you.
That knowing is the kingdom of heaven,
Oneness with the Universe,
The shade where chaos comes to sleep:
Between your temples, the arc of your promise.