[08 May 2013] [Fullmetal Alchemist] The Gates of Truth

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Title: The Gates of Truth
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist (2009)
Summary: : It wasn't an unopenable gate.
Prompt: May 08, “the beauty of confession.”
Characters (main): Truth
Pairings: none
Genres: poetry
Rating: K
Disclaimer: I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist or any of the characters depicted within this fic unless stated otherwise. I own the plot except where it
is canonical - to make it simple, I own everything you don't recognise.
Word Count: 263

The Gates of Truth

.

The gates of Truth aren’t opened
in full by the seeker of knowledge
but the child

that can see their shortcomings
in an ignorant world.

.

I am not an insolvable puzzle
but a puzzle that has never been solved.

The answer exists,
as clear as your nose even

but perhaps it is in your blind spot
because to pass it all too often by

and offer instead gold
as a bribe

or blood
for a contract bound.

.

I am a gate.

Dynamic perhaps,
but a gate nonetheless.
What use do I have for blood?
Or butterflies?
Or invaluable metal?

I am not human.
I do not need life
nor death.

I am but one thing. A gate.

.

Even the number one is relative.

One is all,
all is one.

That is the philosophy
of hundreds of years of practiced alchemy

but even before that, of life.

Can you then, not see the Truth?
Can you not see me?

.

Only one person has found me out,
cast the veil aside
amidst the ignorance
of the world.

And maybe he was just lucky.

He stood by my doors four times -
the number of death -
before figuring it out.

.

All is one.

One gate for all?

Not at all.

.
A gate needs only a key to open it.

I gave you knowledge.
So what do I want in return?

Why don’t you tell me?

Or shall I settle back into the water beyond my gate
and wait for it to come to me?