LITANY OF THE DAX

Three are the principles,
three the weaving ways.

Cool water flows,
the moon behind a cloud;
To the receptive mind
All things come in time.

Sun at mid-heaven,
Sovereign above all;
Mind in firm action
Commits without reflecting.

Between sun and moon
Unfolds a winding path;
Not by one Way alone
Is Mastery achieved.

Let me explain, Child. The words I speak to you have purpose. The choices you've been forced to make have not attuned you to 'good' nor 'evil', but to older, less subjective principles. You must find comfort in your choices, for your enemies will provide you none. The road ahead will be one that requires more choices of you, Child. Be ready.