That Inky Black

That inky black

So deep and dark

Above a world born so stark

From which a race there would hark

To the call of that inky black

 

On the plains of grass so green

Came a people born

A twinkle of stars in their eyes was seen

What first they heard its call to mean

To answer this they were sworn

Upon a journey they were borne

 

One dark night

There would alight

A flame with brilliant glow

Would give them sight

So they could take flight

 

Around the flames a story told

A tribal group heard

By shaman old

Her words had stirred

A race that would unfold

 

By brilliant day and dawn blue

Beneath a sun brilliant and warm

To stir a breeze that blew

To cool a moving form

 

A form that journeyed from their home

Upon their legs they left

The plains on which they roam

To leave that land bereft

 

From arctic to forest

To mountain tall and island low

Or upon desert plateau

Could be found a people aglow

 

A world old they would settle

A day would come to test their mettle

When crowded it became

Once more they fanned the flame

 

Across ocean by day so blue

By night beneath that inky black

Guided by many a star so true

A world left behind, to not go back

 

Nay they ventured all the same

To a world so new they came

Thrice again they were not few

Native Nordic and ‘Ninety two

 

When found their knowledge grew

And their prosperity too

Many a nation fought

But from these wars they were taught

And the flame kindled again anew

 

Again that inky black would call

For a race that would stand tall

Though they may be small

Would not hesitate to leave at all

 

To brilliant moon they went

Whose light had shone

On each dark night long ago

Had given a glow

That in a people was sown

Upon a flame they begun their ascent

 

Around a golden sphere

Many a world would steer

Through the black they would fly

Though without wings they would cruise by

 

Each one became a home in time

To a people in their prime

Though still the call was heard

And onwards they were spurred

 

To the stars beyond they went

Whose light shone like crystal gems

To this calling they were content

So they left with the best intent

A world behind to not go back

They were called ever onwards toward

That inky black