Chapter VII — Of the Scattered Nations
1. And the fire burned out, yet its smoke became a veil over the earth.
The cities whispered of peace, but their hearts still trembled.
2. The mighty spoke of unity, yet built towers to their own names;
and the nations gathered not in covenant, but in competition.
3. Each tongue claimed to be pure, each border holy,
but their altars were raised on fear, and their laws on vanity.
4. The scattered tribes of man, east and west,
remembered not their Maker, nor the dust from which they rose.
5. They sought to build a kingdom without Heaven,
to forge order without justice,
and to crown themselves in place of the unseen King.
6. Then came the merchants of deception,
bearing light that was not light,
and words that promised mercy while sowing division.
7. The strong said, “Let us protect the weak,”
but their shields were mirrors, reflecting only themselves.
8. And so the nations divided as waters before a storm,
and the faithful wandered, crying,
“Where is Zion? Where is truth beneath these flags?”
9. But the Voice whispered among the ruins:
“Zion is not a place, but a people.
It is not drawn on maps, but written in hearts that still believe.”
10. For the covenant was never bound to soil,
nor to the tongues of men,
but to the promise that light shall not yield to darkness forever.
11. And the scattered shall gather again—
not beneath banners, but beneath truth;
not through conquest, but through remembrance.
12. Then shall the nations know peace,
when fear no longer governs faith,
and man ceases to build towers that reach Heaven,
and instead opens his heart, where Heaven has always been.