The start of long journey

Banished from what they knew

amidst the unknown.

This was now home to them,

the only home they would ever know.

And yet it felt warm...

they felt that they belonged.

Although they were but slaves.

But slaves they were for not long.

They were shown a way... they took up that path.

They followed it as they moved on.

Fire from above

There was fire from above,

a sword thrown down from the heavens,

with a blade so sharp,

that it cut through the very fabric of time and space.

And they were banished.

Banished for what they had done...

from a place which they once called home...

from a place which they no longer deserved.

The Beginning

I long to be set free, from the soul of a wanderer.
Endless is my journey through time.
For it seems as though,
time itself has stood still,
as I walked ahead to meet each day.
Wars and winters,
I don't count them anymore.
They mean nothing...
nothing that I want to remember anymore
nothing that I can yet forget.
For they have been there
and I have been through them
Only to know what aimless tragedies they bring about
only to know that they are inevitable.
But alas!... everything has a beginning.