THE ANCIENT ONES

Through the magnifying glass

I can see them coming –

spectres of the ancient land

creatures from eternity.

Riding their giant winged lizards

cracking their mighty whips

commanding them

to be carried into the lands

unknown to common mortals.

Lands beyond time

otherworldly planes...

Just shut your eyes tight and

sharpen the one that sees!

Lie down at the gates of the

Ancient ones and chant.

May the winds carry the

sound of your voice.

And may the spirits of the Earth

And the Sky remember! IA!