Incognito Ritual Incense

Incognito Ritual Incense
Not every eye was built to see.
Not every key unlocks what’s me.
Prying eyes now lose the thread.
Portals closed. Their sight misled.
Cards may fall—but not for me.
Closed hands cannot draw my key.
Questions asked may meet the air.
What’s mine stays hidden safely there.
Smoke rolls low. The pathway bends.
Wrong roads close. Right roads extend.
Seen by purpose. Hid from greed.
The House reveals what’s meant to lead.
Quiet carried. Quiet kept.
Guarded paths and measured steps.
What’s meant for me arrives on cue.
What’s not steps back and passes through.
Prepared within the House.
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