The Mark of Gaia flares on my back and I cling to the towering North Stone for support. The sun blackens, the moon and stars fall from the sky; the world is cast into blackness: a void. Her pawn again, my consciousness expands.
A sun rises in the west and Gaia’s words fall from my lips.
‘You will live without hunger, thirst, weapons or injury; you will exist, casting no shadows; all humanity will share a single language and belong to a nation without borders.’
Our hearts fill with joy:
our world is new and fertile
reborn, we give thanks.
Author’s Note: Gaia’s words are taken from Zoroastrian eschatology.
Written in response to two challenges:
I also set myself the additional challenges of confining my piece to 100 words exactly and writing in the haibun form. Just for fun!
This concludes the Dark Secret series. You can find all the previous episode are here.
Something new will begin next week!