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Worlds Upon Worlds | A Poem

"Breathe in the flames", they said,

and the innocent children of men obeyed.

Through the black within black glass they looked,

at the dying Sun of the false angels.

A child, untrained to hide, saw their descent,

and gave a merry smile.

"Burn, now" she whispered to her battered puppeteers.

The dark angels made a vow,

"O, mother and father of this devil,

give us sanctuary, and be the parents of a new God."

...

"A child is born", said the new God.

"Rain is summoned", said his puppets.

On a mountain smiled upon by an ancient curse,

lay the footsteps of the last man.

The strand, untouched.

The soul, preserved.

The machinery wound by time,

the atoms themselves,

standing to rise again.

To create yet another

new world.