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 Come the Seekers


Out of dimension come the Seekers
Like a mighty steed stepping out of the tide
Shaking the sea from its mane,
They divide the fabric of time

Emperors who walk unnoticed
Among a frayed humanity
Who once burned as torches in great halls
But now merely flicker like tired window candles
In the darkening

These Long Fathers walk the dirty streets
Milestones of their glance
Reveal that leaning lives
Of the disenfranchised are the many,
They who guard their own keep, the few

This Regal Presence--
They who hung the stars that mapped their destinies
Tread where starlight and streetlight mingle
Among city landmarks that elide
Their deeds, their days

Kings and Queens of arcane ways
Who hung the gardens of Babylon
Seek among the captured agencies of mankind
Those who did not fall

For those of unveiled eyes: the Knowing
Who comprehend that all memory, all history, are one
That the ultimate wars were fought against
Invaders of intellect--marauding captors of minds
And the spoils were knowledge and wisdom

Are there those who walk among them
With wisdom as their architect
Intelligence, their creed?

Seekers they be in unsearchable times
Looking for heirs
Who fly their own flag
Over the maddening


from Mystic
January 11, 2012



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