We don't think OF one mind.
We ARE of one mind.
Together we can win the world.

Courage, Wisdom, Reason and Moral.
Four warriors traverse the world.
Separate, they faulter.
Together, they are complete.

Their swords are fire.
Their shields are impenetrable.
Their strength lies within them ,secretly concealed to all but themselves.
Even then they know not what they mean.
They see what each sees and speak of one tongue.
They find their voice in the shadow when no one can speak.

They ride at full gallop towards the Sunrise, awaiting the call.
Each in search of the other, wondering when the time will come.

The trumpet blows.
Three pillars of dust rise from the East, North and West.
Riding hard towards the center of the Sun.
With a smile, FATE waits for them at the cross roads.