Our New Myths
Light years before
history began to take itself seriously
we commenced to spin our myths.
We carry these unread books,
to where this ancient world
has erupted from the molten
to solid ground. Enter this malleable
and imaginary planet
speaking of improbable odysseys
and sagas.
None may advance
unless the impossible be made possible.
imagine such,
and re-weave tapestries,
of an on-going mythology
from newfound visions.
I also convey this free-range poetry
as a gift to myself,
planting seeds of fable and fiction,
knowing that the unthinkable,
the inconceivable,
can, and will be born
into the willing womb of tomorrow.
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