When the Gods tried to divide the light
from the darkness, the light scattered
and fled into shimmering fragments.
Each spark dimmed to hide
from the Gods with their cleavers,
their scissors, their claws.
Each followed the darkness
into the soil and burrowed,
becoming one with the Earth.
The light intertwined with the darkness,
the darkness intertwined with the light,
giving birth to shimmering veins.
The veins swirled around metallic ores
feeding them with their brilliance,
embracing the shadows in a maze.
Serpentine, the veins grew muscular
arms and legs, thick tails, star tipped
claws, throbbing necks, star dust eyes.
Obsidian, Fused quartz,
Alive, the dragons rose
shedding glistening scales
onto the sun kissed surface.
Some are caught in dew drops
in the filaments of fur and feather
in the sweat of hair less apes.
Some scales were harvested
into vials to be pour onto the head
of the adult child, child adult
where they will intertwine
with her black rose root curls
singing glistening the words