when time disappeared, then reappeared, the seeds that were planted in me.
i went far away, far back or…
forward in time
i was not here.
i was there in the now of everything.
at the moment of deluge.
we were there us who were chosen to be there lowly or high born
there
we saw,
we agreed on what we saw
we agreed that a broken cycle
a schism in the psyche
reaching around the whole of a blessed world
the watchers took us
gave us tools
gave us the ability
to repair paradise
to make paradise where ever our eyes gazed
the light in us
even in the darkest of caves
was paradise
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