Beyond deep slumbers
They wait to turn flesh from
What dreams have yielded
With time each trace vibrates
Then closes on years–
Years that have yawned
Before each ancient dawn
Calling immortal names in
Etched symbols revealing
Sands blown on distant
Shores–
waves that plunder
Eternal struggles to contain
Darkness fallen quietly patient
Remnants remain pyramids
Beneath the endless universe
Under the night sky growing
Each tide pulling sweat and bodies
In turn pushing rain from the heavens
Return to beaches of exotic blues
And angelic yellows the winds
Have called–yearning for a time
And a place to initiate the past
For an endless frontier stretching
On boundless seas under stars
That burn on the outer reaches
Of a single particle dwelling
On a single dew drop falling above
A single leaf turned towards the sun
Silent in its secrets confessing
Only to the ageless grounds
Where life sprouts with little effort
Before time has a reason to
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