Cometh Forth

(A Chapter Poem from the Gypsy Tales)

not right, not fair; the whispers agree

Deep spinning black hole pulling all towards its consuming bowl. Flashes of diminished souls disappear within its bowels. But the spin and destruction halts when the Garzalon appears at its very edge. There at the center a disturbance from the vault An object darker than the hole emerges. Slowly at first then cometh forth a planet darker than its birth canal. Outer surface of black matter spinning above its solid surface. And as it pulls away from its mother, a dwarf sun is drawn within the matter as this new planet passes by: the Garzalon also moves within. Through the dark matter and energy, pass the orbiting sun within, to this planets surface the Garzalon arrives: depositing its cargo on the surface floor. There too is a garden of eden to feed the knowledge of the spawn and allow those not first chosen to grow and prepare for their right. Now, the experiment has began contenders for the right to rule on a journey to another planet where only one was selected

Here, on their own they will grow, learn, explore, and ready a power. for in 6,660 years they will arrive to ride a magnetic wave from a star. Hidden from all until they arrive to live among the chosen: Free will, they too were given for the ultimate decision: Peace or Destruction
Randy Rowe Copyright: 2013