The Quest To Unravel Time

The doors of time open Swallow perspective down a light tunnel We reach with full breasted might To shadow what came before Riding the backs of endless generations Their hands woven in the soil Featureless faces lifting atom clocks Above the heads where centuries wash I am dull plated, unresisting I only exist where leaves breathe Where crested waves lap their rhythms And sunlight spins the groaning wind Creatures have fallen to the lashing sword Veins splash across petrified wood The toil of metal cringes through paper Minds are planted like seeds in the sky