you are
more than your surroundings;
          surge of
columnar star c a i r n
threading through the age of rock and mineral,
one
bright
wave
of light hangs
in the balance.

it will
have its say.
        
epoch of concatenation: stair of
    elements spelled out long ago,
always
containing within it::
tiny trace of
the were.

it
     glints
in the tired eyes
of those few thoughtful people that are left
                     in, this, our wasteland, now birthing
                   arcane, again:

a new time comes;
feel it writhe forth origin.