Lost in Form

ever after is allowed
to find the reasons measure
a chance to ask the emptiness
for all there is to treasure

buried before the storm began
as glaciers scored the land
what had risen now would fall
by the sweep of nature’s hand

lands of long ago forgotten
all the works the ages gave
myths are what became of lives
forgotten with the grave

time is just a measure of
the rounds around the sun
then sun again around its star
as ages are un-spun

for all the distances of space
cannot begin to measure
the truth behind the word that spoke
the breath of life we treasure

forever is another place
a land now lost beneath the storm
as Titans clashed within the Earth
their lovers lost in form …

http://www.lightascension.com/arts/Lifeonmarslemuria.htm

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