Thus, the witness has spoken, and thus ends the scroll,
where the centuries murmured their cost to the soul.
What was written was gathered from silence and sight,
from the long‑keeping vigil that outlasts the night.
Let the reader who enters these chambers of thought
carry forward the truths that their living has wrought,
for the world that is known by the watcher of years
is completed at last by the one who appears.
Close the page with a breath, as the ancients once did.
Let the voice that was spoken return to the hid.
For the witness endures, though the telling is done,
and the world is made whole by the life of the one.
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