November 18, 2019
An Invitation from the Forgotten by Sibyl’s Scribbles
Hieroglyphic image of a horse carriage with two passengersSource: An Invitation from the Forgotten | Sibyl’s Scribbles
Of the dusty ruins of the misty pasts,
When gods were kings of kingdoms
Far across the great divide of the seas,
There lays a vase carrying ancient stories.
Love, War, Intrigues, Promises – Humanities
Of Ancient Life, so distant in times and spaces-
Are conjured up in holography, jettisoned from,
The spell of Oblivion of Time by the Cycle of Time.
Suddenly, from the horizon afar that seems endless,
An Old Man appears in a great chariot of two horses,
And tells me, “I am A’as, god of gods of the Hittites.”
I ride his great chariot and vanish into the horizon endless.
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