April 14, 2012
I went near the end,
a place afar.
boundaries were laid here long ago.
by stones and man both.
The keepers of ancient league who guard the pious passages
and overlook the procreation of life from up above-
keepers, who are larger than time;
keepers, who are stronger than will and hope.
I saw them humble giants, through my eyes.
and I tread upon a primeval course.
However all that I did, It had been done once before
maybe more than a million times more
But it all seemed a little too strange to believe,
for it appeared to be none but I, who had designed it all
probably not tonight,
Once, on an enlightened night.