Thursday, March 8, 2012


Some worship there
Far from the surface
Where legends reveal
Only distant truths

Within the center of the earth
Lays a city built before time
When everything was new
When our ancestors were the first
To know the divine
Who ever saw the glories
Of Eden
Beyond the reach of our mind

And now it sits there
Ignored by those unaware
Until it returns to glory
Mankind sees
The ancient past
Was neither a brutal existence
Nor something that can be understood
From bones, ruins and shells
But rather
By our DNA
By our proclivities
By our instincts
And faith