All roads lead to Romanesque dreams

of empires stretching to the sun

and crumbling from the moment the first brick was laid

Ready when the sky rains fire to fall

as the lamb dreamed when shifting deserts ruled 

in the stead of kings

when pillars of Grecian fire rose up

to scorch a scorched land

and made fertile again the valley of emperors unborn

casting the last desolation onto funeral pyres

in defiance of what gods still walked the sand

It’s there. Emerging from the mist of the past, creeping toward us. It’s right there.

Photo by Claudio Hirschberger on Unsplash

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