Prelude to Tales from Cloud Mountain

Once, there was a darkness

A darkness that was entirely itself –

alone, automatic, and devoid of all

Ceaseless and uncaring, this dark

Not hot

Not cold

it was just…

And beyond that darkness

in the Great Unknown,

Two energies intertwined

A masculine ember, firm and demanding

A feminine shard, glittering grace

Voyaging through the astral ballads

United in ceremony, they bound themselves

to the clock that keeps on ticking

Two memories creating one, they were

Lord Sun and Lady Moon

A verse and chorus shifting night into day

Benevolent notes in the Astral Ballad,

they were committed to remembrance

An impossible concept to the ceaseless dark,

It welcomed Lord Sun and loved Lady Moon

And for eons the dark was illuminated by Sun and Moon until it became something entirely new

It was still automatic

and it was still just,

But it was also a world with greens and blues

and red-hot blood coursing through tectonic veins

Dark it was no longer

Uncaring it could not be

For it was by some miracle over unrecorded time that the Once Ceaseless dark exploded with life

Memories from the cosmos

flooded its landscape

And the Magnanimous Starsong filled its skies

For it was now breathing

and rightfully alive –

Thundering vigilant rhythms

to foster all manner of life

And life remembered

It found its way

Plucking notes into the 

Astral Ballads

And so, I sit

Where the Once Ceaseless dark 

now thrush with life kisses the cosmos 

High atop Cloud Mountain

With Lord Sun and Lady Moon

Hidden, peering into the world

Chronicling through eons

That I may share with you

storied tales from the Once Ceaseless Dark