I Was There

14 1 0
                                    

Originally published as a single book June 9th 2016.

Once upon a night I gazed upon a star,
To be seen from miles around and afar,
But I saw it from its first light,
Because I have been here every single night,
I saw the first rise and the first set,
Of the sun and the moon and when they first met,
In that dark eclipse that shadowed the world,
Until the crimson dawn, like a flower unfurled,
I watched the first tide be pulled from the shore,
And the creep of mist shroud the new moor,
I saw the first rocks be reduced to sand,
And the crumbling erosion of seaside land,
I witnessed the first cry of the sky,
As it rained down from the clouds in a single sigh,
I jumped as the volcanoes burning fire,
First slid down the side not seeming to tire,
Until the trees below were wooden bones,
And the first black gas touched the ozone,
I was there to see the first ape grow tall,
As it answered nature and evolutions call,
Growing and changing into a new being,
I could not believe what I was seeing,
As the human race spread around the earth,
Living and sleeping, dyeing and giving birth,
So that a new world began to take form,
In the ruby red glow of a new dawn.

I have seen humanity's love and kinship,
But then I saw the tear and the rip,
As this broke slightly, growing and cascading,
And the positive emotions started fading,
As wars and battles were born in blood,
A stain upon their history as thick as mud,
But peace grew up like a newly sprung poppy,
And so nations saw and began to copy,
A more peaceful way to solve disputes,
So humanity settled and dug their roots,
In this world before gazing up,
Past the sun as bright as a buttercup,
And the silvery glow of the solitary moon,
So that they left the world all too soon,
To enter space in their curious vessels,
Higher than heaven and bottomless like hell,
Searching for evidence that they weren't alone,
Constantly leaving their comfort zone,
But they should not fear this solitary feeling,
For they have the strong magic of ultimate believing,
That there is more to this world than they could ever see,
And that would be because they sense me.

The Song of the Sun and the MoonWhere stories live. Discover now