In the beginning,

gold speckled with magic,

against the midnight blue,

made life.

 

The sun and the moon danced

and the shadows with them

the winds gave life

and the birds sang

water trailed crystal

reflections

dust gathered and

dreams were dreamt

gold speckled with magic.

 

In the end

Only they remained

Dust, gold, magic, and crystal

 

The end and the beginning

The dreams and the reflections,

All the same.