Wonder Revelation

My deepest apologies,
Dear Wizard.
It seems now,
All of your Odd have been freed.
Que sera or,
However that goes.
The unique,
Know their God, Sovereign, and free.
Better late?
Don't ask the rabbit about time,
Anxiety stifles his flow.
Oz sold out like,
A cosmic flash.
Illuminating the dark land of the old.
When you open your eye,
To see through the veil.
You find that all of their glitter,
Isn't gold.