Covenant of Fire by David Robison

We see you where you walk

Through shattered columns of concrete and glass.
The streets are cold... and so are you.
We walk with you.
Same streets... different path.

We call to you from the shadows... Brother!
A whispered voice, We call to your heart... Sister! You turn, startled from the pace you’ve been keeping, and you see
A man? A woman? A child, perhaps,
Alone in the shadows,
Hand outstretched and open.

We are the Covenant
We are the Children of the Fire
We breathe with our eyes
We speak with our hands
We touch with a word that kindles the flame...

Awake

Being and living are not the same thing.
This is not a world of buildings and cars and big-screen TV.
Those are props! That’s the stage!
But the play is the thing. Are you playing?
Whose script?
What are your lines?
Have you forgotten?

There are moments in our lives,
Startling, frightening moments,
When your eyes open
Just a bit
Just for a moment
Just enough
To see that script in your hands
And feel the grease paint on your face.

Is that your face? Is that your script?
No?! The throw it away!
If you’re not wearing your face, how can anyone see you?
If you’re not walking your path, how can you get anywhere?

Walk with us for a while.

We are the Covenant
Bound by an oath with no chains
We are seekers, trying to pierce the veil
Disciples of the Flame
Keepers of the Faith
Crusaders on a Quest
Makers of the Dream

Awake!
Remember!

There was a time when there were monsters under the bed.
Remember?
There was a time when there was real magic
in the pebble you found in a dry creek bed.
Remember?
When all your friends weren’t all flesh and bone?

Remember!

Find those eyes you set aside.
You still have them. You can’t lose them.

We are given only one thing in this life.
One thing and the rest we gather on our own.
One thing is bestowed upon us beyond our control,
Everything else we take, We choose. We harvest.
Like farmers in a field
Like visitors in a garden
Some fruit we eat, some we don’t... but ALWAYS our choice.

Except for that one thing.
One Gift
One Blessing...
Or is it a curse? What is it?

Can you guess?

We are the Covenant
We are the Children of the Fire
The Fire that burns without consuming,
The Light that shines and casts no shadow

You can’t join us
You’re already one of us

Welcome...