Poetry: Origins

[shadowteller]

There once was a time
            The stars would sing
Of joy, truth, and beauty
            Without thought of pain
In this time, long forgotten
            A few creatures listened
Keepers emerged to watch
            Then the songs died out
The Keepers did their duty
            Reality had changed now
Finally there was rest...
            Yet the Guardians were born
Standing alone - Ever searching
            The darkness came
The light was too bright
The shadows
Emerged
       Where do you stand?
                     Be alert, you may notice new things...
And your time may yet come
            For all paths do wander
                      What are you - Will you find out?

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Inspired by Victor, his brother, and my personal experience with Reality.