Chosen Course

From dust to man, There was a bringing forth. The earth in its wake was void of humanity; Man was the last of creation, At the close of its duration. Made in the image of God, He was given the staff and rod, To rule and have dominion. He was granted a seat, With all other creations subject to him. The soil provided bountifully; Man didn’t need to sow to reap. He was the lord of the earth, His authority was his crown, Eden was his heavenly town. Then came a fall and a curse; Man chose his course. He fashioned his gods, Sought to unravel mysteries, Sinking deeper into the unknown. There was a price to pay to take away the flaming swords; There was a sacrifice to lift the veil. The Immortal took on mortality to pay the price, Yet man is still in search of perpetual light, In a world that remains a haven of mysterious night. June 23, 2025.