The Old Ones

The old ones

 

In the time before time

The elders became so old and weak they let the flame die

 

But, before it did they gave their last energy to the flame

So, this universe might live again.

 

And, then the cold universe waited

Until the energy the old ones left in the flame kindled once again

 

And then the light came again, it came

Strong, hard and full of youthful energy

 

Time was then reborn and the light burst forth

Out into the void which consumes and drains

 

The light divided and multiplied

Until each old one had his form once again.

 

The light of the old ones

captured the dark voids waiting and made all form.

 

From the indifferent forms sprung life, warmed by the heat

Each different, children of the light connected but, all formed from the void.

 

With this new time came change, the cycles

The birth of one, the death of another, all connected, all eternal.

 

And from this scared spot, which is always here, now with us.

Came each single point, we call consciousness

 

It is that awareness which connects us with the old ones.

Their linage reborn in endless cycle within cycle.