A Slightly Different Explanation

A slightly different explanation
Dawned on her as she tried
To unravel this mystery
Concerning a book, a man, and an odd-looking pen.
There was something she had overlooked:
An avoidable error, 
But soon remedied.
She searched and scanned the papers,
The reports,
The confessions
Of all who had been involved.
Aha! Here it was,
A rather clumsy translation
Of an oft-quoted origin,
But in essence the same meaning.
The testimony of the man
(not quite the freedom fighter they had imagined him to be),
Scrawled across the paper
In nearly illegible writing:
I, the Discoverer, hereby state
And testify that the ancient Text
Which I had found on a chance of Fate
Is one which ought not to be read
Until it is the only option.
It was this statement which had
Caught her off-guard, but now
She thought she saw it-
Just a glimmer of a hope, really-
But within contained all possible
Surety of the future.
Her supervisor had questioned
It, and reasonably so- 
The testimony seemed a bit too
Far-fetched, "lacking force of the usual form,"
As she had observed.
And perhaps she was right.
Perhaps all it was-
All this fuss-
Perhaps it was all just
Complete twaddle.