A Sky at War

[exanimated 1360]

And so a man appeared, an entrance of soft droplets and brilliant light- a gentle breeze across the sky. Those eyes opened to a knew world, too beautiful to comprehend, to understand. Soft clouds of ivory, a sky seemingly at war between day and night . . Yet it rested at peace, the forest below full of life to explore.

 

And so he appeared- a man gently floating down from above the trees- floating within a foreign sky.

 

Slowly he would begin his movement into the brightened land of the crimson sun-

 

What do they call this place? A land where the sun and moon share the same sky, the same horizon?

 

A true cosmic dance . . A true sacrosanct ballet of the galaxy.

 

How does a land such as this truly exist? Where does it exist? Oh how the light and dark intertwine- that perfect balance.

 

What could it mean? Could this be peace?

 

Slowly a gentle movement forth, a breeze following as leaves were moved upon the forest path- the skies above a brilliant celestial waltz.

 

Oh he was too scared to touch the ground, too terrified to break the natural order. Would a single breath stop this magnificence?

 

Slowly the man moved forth into the land of the bisque moon, a soft glow upon the forest-

 

How does such beauty exist? Why is it kept from mortal man?

 

Do the so-called Gods mock us and believe we are not good enough to see such sights?

 

Oh, how man wishes to travel- how he wishes to see the extent of the cosmos, yet he will never know the infinite beauty.

 

A place before the snake has met the tail-

 

creation yet to be completed.

 

Will the hive control our destiny? Will many become one? Will all see such beauty?