Another Space In Time...

The Archer dropped his bow, falling stars began to cry in lumen misted teardrops, while time and space yawned- at the sight of such folly, as they stared at the Archer 'till his bows arrow snapped, the arrogance of science- by a hole, black as death, unlike the one they worship, yet the morning came again, despite the Seer's presage; none hold the Light of Life to make Breath from Ashes, but the One who told the Archer- to lay his bow down, and take wings into the night to another space in Time. [FjR] MMXIX by Frank James Ryan Jr