Thoughts and memories buried deep
in our minds originating from time so long ago
and across vast distances we become lost in the
numbers and mathematics, but the light and energy
is seared and imprinted like a birthmark of unknown origin.
And we may not know or discover this deep knowledge and history
until some external stimuli, perhaps a sight, a smell, or music, burrows
into the locked portals and brings to light the shadows grounding
our origins to this place and beyond.
Scattered across the window
Overlooking the rocky outline
Of the lake shore.
Cast from the memories of thousand years
Together we embrace as the fire
Fills the black sky with our own universe
And the reflection of the time we have endured
And the souls we have emerged as on the other side.
Standing side by side with flow stretching across endless stars and planets
we emerge each awakening flanked by the white and black wolf.
Together we will enter Valhalla and live among the giants
who have guided and taught us ways of the ancients.
In the quiet moments
free of our internal conversations
and struggles, the world around us
opens and we hear a song born
beyond our vision, carrying with it
memories of the first light,
of the origin of ourselves.