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In gray-lit Y'qaa, ever-dwelling, "The Source."
The beginning and the ultimate end.
An idiot god, feeling no remorse,
As strange aeons he will shape and bend.
Guarding the tablets of star-quarried stone,
Creator of the great circle of time.
Banished by those to whom he must atone.
He reposes in vapors and slime.
Terrene prototypes, sloughed from oozing sides
Struggle to form in a slow ceaseless wave.
Evolving to man through time's endless tides.
Seeking an answer from cradle to grave.
All earthly life shall return at the last,
To great Ubbo-Sathla, future and past.
Copyright © 1997 Peter A. Worthy
"Ubbo-Sathla" © 1997 by Ron Shiflet
