How
broad, tall, how strong were they?
What
did they look like?
Who
where they (who’s to say…)?
They left their orbit for ours though—
Came
through the stars unharmed in old days;
And
the darkness shook the mountain top of Puno
On
their arrival, with their fleet!
And
they made a road trodden by an army!
Thou
art the gods who came through solid rock
(known
as: ‘The Door of the Gods’).
Made
a temple out of hollowed light
They
came in the night of infinitude!
Worlds
from ours
From
far-off darkened space
Perhaps
even, far-off galaxies—!
To
breed us with alien seed
And
this they left as their testimony;
For
we became like the crops of the fields!
We
are your husbandman—,
The
farmer blooded and bleed by the forbidden….
And
we’ve dreamt of their awe-inspiring fate.
Thus,
resides “The Door of the God’s”
High
up in the Andes :
A
fastened door, abandoned, for ages,
Within
its Darkened room, waits!
Their
time is ageless,
Like
twisting threads of years—
They
came in the dawn of humanity
From
a planet chained and hurled
But
why, why…why, we wonder and cry?
Their
reasons range deeper than our seas
Deeper
than our minds can embrace
Deeper
than this poem, you read…!
#3318 (4-17-2012)
High up in the Andes of Peru, resides a complex,
facade characterized of cyclopean stonework ‘Door of the Gods,’ nearby the city of Puno, perhaps dating to
some far-off prehistoric time; as old or
older than the nearby: ‘ Gate of the
Sun,’ in Bolivia—17000 BC, before even
the ancient city, and now ruins of Jericho (9000 BC), which the author visited
the ‘Gate of the Sun,’ in 2002 and Jericho in
2010, and anticipates to visit this great archeological site, ‘Gate of
the Gods,’ soon.
