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PRIMAL GODS

 

Those fresh eyes, wide-opened with new consciousness,

Must have viewed, on those old African plains,

A universe, perceived as symbols,

Requiring explanation.

 

The first sun, wide-arching over wilderness,

Must have drawn, in his proud, governing curve,

An image, archetype for deity,

Demanding salutation.

 

The first moon, star-jewelled on black velvet,

Must have shown, in her soft rhythms and phases,

An omen, veiled and wrapped in mystery,

Desiring satisfaction.

 

The first gods, joint rulers of awareness,

Must have come, in that slow dawning reality,

From these two, defining psyche,

Revealing intuition.

 

Today's eyes, far-probing ancient galaxies -

Will they see, in their new, awesome discoveries,

The same power, suggesting gods,

Disturbing rationality,

As our wondrous, primal ancestors?

©Richard Hill

Primal Gods [2:27] - soundscape composed by Richard Hill

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