Choose the sign by which to follow,
to give your every last bit
of freewill and spirit to wholly.
Live by the sign;
devote your entire being unto it;
refuse to abide by another.
Within the land, the earth,
there lies the source for power beyond imagination.
It is here where we shall make our living;
this is the land where the Ancient Kings made their homes,
their riches,
and ultimately their demises.
Follow the path, oh young child of the night;
make your existence known to all,
by means of fire
and divine intent.
You have a really refined power of implied evocation---that is, your poem in the foreground evokes an implied background of enormous consequence, which the poem merely alludes to---giving it a factual-seeming existence. Most poets cannot do this; because they become to preoccupied with the background and not the foreground. You have overcome this obstacle and proceeded to do the evocation exactly right! I applaud you!
J-Called