Dreams: Epilogue and Prelude

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#3 of Dreams

A poem I wrote as an epilogue and Prelude to the Dreams stories


Dreams: Epilogue and Prelude - The well of stars

April 2023

Before the first dawn, the heavens were dark.

In that unknowably long night, there was a place;

That place is the well of the stars;

The headwaters of life.

From it flowed the waters of creation;

Spreading the stars across the infinite night;

Bringing the heavens light.

But all in their own time;

Even the stars will return to the well;

As their radiance fades and they loose their prominence;

Returning on their shadowed paths.

All will immerse in the headwaters.

When all the stars have returned to the well;

And it is the last dusk; the ending of ages.

And it is the first dawn; the beginning of time.

The waters of creation will always flow forth again;

Because the water seeks no form;

It has any form and shape.

Because the water flows equally in all places;

So it has every form and shape.

The water has no care of time;

Yet it waits for nothing.

The waters are powerless of their own;

Yet the flow of the waters are a unstoppable and eternal power.

And so the stars will flow forth;

Again they take their prominence with renewed radiance.

This is the unending flow of the heavens.

This is the timeless cycle of creation.

But all will eventually find their way back to the headwaters;

All in their own time.