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Beyond Imagination

an unknown time

By Cathy holmesPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
Photo by James Lee/ Unsplash

No compass for my destination,

I find no peace in the stars.

Navigating clouds in isolation,

where horizons mark my scars.

The unknown time beyond my dusk,

my reckoning proclaims.

My ancient bones, in fossil husk,

since my world went down in flames.

*

Through vast millennia, there I lay,

from when my history turned.

My lost self buried since that day,

in the place my carcass burned.

With carving tools, you come to unwrap.

my grave, your makeshift canvas.

To wake the past, to bridge the gap,

of eras that lay between us.

*

Both proud and fierce, now I stand.

majestic for all to see.

The mighty beast who ruled the lands

of ancient history.

My reconstructed bones you place,

for science and education

While my spirit rests in that long-lost space

beyond imagination.

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About the Creator

Cathy holmes

Canadian family girl with a recently discovered love for writing. Other loves include animals and sports.

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    Written by Cathy holmes