Among The Ruins

Here we stand, at the shattered remainsof a beautiful, ordered world that once wasFor when severed from the well-spring that breatheslife into a people... a nation...And they whose thirst is slaked by the mirage of the modern worldcause the well itself to run dryBut only then will those with a true thirst,a hunger for knowledge of a higher kindWhose arms outstretch to the sky above,and do not claw the earth belowThose who seek mysteries in higher realms willbreathe life into the well that once lay dormantAnd rivers will gush forth, a spiritual wave,whose ripples will be felt forward and backward in timeAnd its waves will lap against new shores,and a people will once again gather,to create new horizons, build new kingdoms,forge new nations, from among the ruins of a lost world