I come to life 

As the sun disc 

Sets on the distant

Horizon over the palms.

 

I am the one 

I’ve been waiting for

For there is no one

Else who can be me.

 

My essence of 

Ancient elixirs 

Of the time

Before time.

 

The ancestors of sacred

Cells and make-up

Who walked the ways 

Of the world before me.

 

I hear their whispers

And their cries

In the dark recesses

Of my mind.

 

All the while,

The world spins,

The moon rises,

And all is well.

 

The gods are indifferent.