There is neither an epoch
nor a deluge…
I am there all the while.

Staying where we are matters…
sustaining through sun and shade,
surviving all treacheries…
faith the prop in a perfidious world.

Number game irrelevant here…
position in procession matters not,
exodus follows influx.

There is neither pain nor gain…
incessant endeavour alone lasts,
compliant alertness too endures…
self knowledge alone prevails.