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Great peace can come winging When looking back toward the past, Reeling, feeling, careening... Leaving heart and breath momentarily aghast, Fluttering from ancient lore singing Mysteries coming quickening fast. Looking back into lives past sealing Deep and deeper till comes a sigh From where the mysteries lie... Great healing, In with the past linking, Bears the silence of the ages Sublime... So quiet, So still, All you can hear is wind rustling The pages Of time... Whether from prehistoric peoples carving Petroglyphs on rock drawing Ancient study of archeology Material tools, dwellings, graves, pottery, Or poring over records of genealogy Ferreting clues to past human culture, Threads from the past In the imagination capture Past glories Mesmerizing stories...
Lies the key For those that would wisely see From dark annals that to this day last Dwelling in a prehistoric cast Comes the intimation To our civilization information Oft repeated on the walls of our mind In future culture... In fact, is only repetition Of the past... For all men, then as now, breathed, Loved, Wanted, Suffered, Hungered, Reveled, Worshipped, Following yonder star Before which they did bow. In the dim past till the present of men There strode great men, Great thinkers, Great warriors, Great hunters. Cords weaved from past lives, Even today lingers, Sharing influence in their lives feeling Sharing a force binding In their lives restraining, Telling of the world’s Historic hero Saviors And gross inferiors... In pasts haze stood men nefarious, Men ultimately injudicious, Capricious, Gregarious, Greedy men, Ne-er do well men, Raving cheats, Roving dead beats, Men with shady behaviours, Intellectual juniors Mixed amid saged superiors... Past exploits preserve Rock drawing by skillful artisan Prehistoric crafstperson Telling of great teachers, Hunters, Rulers, Spiritual leaders, Brave warriors, Magnificent beasts of prey, Showing hunted, revered quarry, Revealing how they did pray Day to day In reverential dignity, Giving worshipful entreaty, To their Gods, their supreme deity...
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