My Name Is Vigil | A Deep Sad Poem About Identity & Longing

My name is Vigil.

They ask me my name, Raast

tell them a name is merely a mask for identity.

For beneath every name, a soul remains awake

some waiting for a return, some searching for themselves,

and some longing for the divine meeting.

So tell them

whatever the name, whatever the story,

beneath it all, the soul keeps watch.

And when every name is forgotten, when every story falls silent,

one word will remain:

Vigil.

My name is Vigil.

(Raast)