Von Daniken Was Right
We cross the gulf of interstellar space
Past pulsars spinning in manic fury.
Soaring upon wings of atomic light
Our passing illuminates the dark void.
Through lenses of gravity we observe
Our destination; oasis of life
Where once we stood as gods, masters of Earth,
Revered by the sapiens we uplifted.
I remember Giza, the Nazca plains
And bright Atlantis. As one, we wonder,
Will the children be ready once again
To accept the wisdom of their fathers?
Bill Cox is from Aberdeen, Scotland, where he resides with his partner and her daughter. He started writing in 2014 after he had to give up his first love, hill-walking, because his knees decided enough was enough. Though he misses the mountain tops, he has found some solace in the written word and its ability to take him to all sorts of interesting places.
Edited by Sophie Petrie