Red Sands and Ancient Mountains

a photo of red sand

Logic shifted those sands,
sand plows and logic,
while ancient mountains waited
beyond the harsh desert.
Mountains where the air
smelled of magic,
of second chances,
of possibilities beyond
the reach of your cool, clear mind.

Now the world is young
and as we shift sands
into new paths,
new directions,
I wonder if any mountains,
any deserts,
will ever call to us again.

Where will second chances come from,







2 responses to “Red Sands and Ancient Mountains”

  1. john

    truely fantastic, thanks for the wonder:)

  2. Marek

    I’ve been pondering how ST III would turn out in the XI universe, too. Good to see I am not the only one. Also: lovely poem!!!

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