My mind was drifting. I came upon her face emerging as from a vision of the depths of a vast ocean.
So did I see her beauty. Her star filled eyes pierced my vision as a dream that was not.
Back, back, back I traveled to what was and truly is the beginning of the human persona.
These images, though graven, mark our past and are still carried today in many forms.
Dark reminders of our link with the future through our past.
Birthplace–though we are diverse, and of many cultures, languages, dialects, faiths and values.
We are all from the same bloodline. Therein lay the beauty of civilization.
We are all one, and from the first life–begins all.