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The Hands of Dali

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Summary

Short story of life, and how it began Before creation, before the sand Maybe this story in poetry For a wander of ancient stories

Status
7yrs ago
Chapters
1
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
16+

Chapter 1

Before the dawn of man, before the creation of time

There was a singularly at stand, its soul untwine

Not from our realm of span, from a predecessor line

She was dying, but it was plan, Gia held all life

Like the dust in our hand, like the atoms of our mind

But all life ends even where we stand, She felt it as deep inside

She knew time had left this land, Tears of despair like comets of white wine

She was collapsing within her own, she could not save her children no remedy

How has fate had taken its thrown, Gia was consumed by everything

As if gravity had no life of its old, but fate knew it needed a knew identity

A cosmic being within the heavily stones, Gia’s last creation, would enamor all vanity

The light within her was known, a cosmic being an unattainable entity

Whom Fate let transcend to the unknown, she had lost her identity

As Gia and her essence enfold, she was no more, and end so wrathfully

As time was no more, Fate spoke as she began to create

In the womb before you formed, I knew I could give you control of this fate

Before a short bust of cord, there was a period of wait

Then lighting in a storm, collapsing with in, checkmate

Like the river born, she’ll came back again, let Fate create

The expansion of lighting above the heavens adorn, through the flooded gates

As Dione was born, the heavens embedded all things in space

Dione became the embodiment of light and dark, love and hate

Her beauty tore the heavens apart, Dione had love to create

Wandering the emptiness of her dark, Dione was alone with no relate

Dione was losing her spark, she was delicate she could brake

But remember this mark, Dione was choosing by Fate

Infinite chances of Gia’s heart, Fate knew what she could make

Dione had opened her ark, and thus she began to paint

Her winded hands of the east pushing clouds, her fingers painting stars

Any dream of creation would allow, rivers that tore galaxies apart

From silence to sound, from the colors of her heart

Creating the bodies of round, seen above the heavens arc

Dione’s light had crowned, look at the sky, see her art

Every note every cord every sound, her love she had impart

To the worlds, close and every part, through heavens we have not chart

O but her heart ran as wine shall run pure, she had left a little of herself behind

As the sands of the ocean endures, her left waves of her energy inside

Thus how could they love be sure, when it was her by her side

But even after such creations she endured, Dione found herself lonely, with no divine

But she had not created nothing from love so pure, only from herself, she cried

Her loneliness burnt like a fire a rose no cure, every time she loved, she died

And thus she enamored, a companion similar to her, his own being inside

Her heart still alone, through her paintings she swam through the heavens she saw no clarity

Love like a stone, because she was still alone at the gates of eternity

The essence of her bones, of infinity she had her clarity

Infinite moans, she created another a true rarity

Pain of atone, she named him El, for he is from her entity

Lost in the unknown, she had to created a compassion from sincerity

Love a gemstone, and so Dione loved El as EL loved Dione with no disparity

As cosmic entities, she had left a little of herself behind

As she created she left waves of her energy inside

Thus how could they love when it was her by her side

But even after such creations, Dione found herself lonely, with no divine

But she had not created nothing from love, only from herself, she cried

Her loneliness burnt like a fire a rose, every time she loved, she died

And thus she created a companion, but his own being inside

Before he woke, she spoke

Melodies of old

This is what she told

“Don’t you know what it feels

What it feels to be alone

The worst lies are the lies we tell ourselves

Before we grow old

Before we go to sleep

Before we feel the darkness of our deep

The worst lies are the lies we let our selfs to believe

That say loneliness is mine to keep

When we feel it in our disappear so deep

The worst lies are the lies we tell ourselves before we dream

So I’ll dream, even if I have to leave

I don’t want to fall asleep

Not until I see, the caramel eyes of thee”

“Who knows how long I’ve loved you, I know I love you still.

I will wait a lonely lifetime, if you want me to I will

Have you ever danced through the heavens

Like an ocean of glass are to iron, as I feel the stars piercing through my essence

Like fire, As I touch the horizons of the present

A Millenia becomes seconds”

“When ever the nights up, when ever there isn’t enough

There can never be just one be one

What is my presence made from, isn’t it not love

Is it not enough

Is loneliness that won’t last for too long

Fate promised me the world, but all I have are my thoughts

And these memories turn into forgotten words that tear my heart apart”

-Dione

Silence, lighting, as the birth of other being

She became found as she fell in love with her being

Her love gave him power, something he was quickly seeing

To create with vivid colors, because her love was so pure gave him meaning

He painted the colors of the universe, so was the first painter of feeling

Together they began to form the stars and the planets of dreaming

Galaxies created millions upon millions in the vast gleaming

But El grew in love with his own power and began to contemplate his meaning

As all these creations where still of Dione’s own love and power

Thus he began to think selfish thoughts, to create children of his own manner

And thus they both created Saturn

“With the brushes of my hand I have created lustrous colors

Creation to make you a mother

From within my own mind I have created images of worlds upon worlds to dwell

And with my eye I have pierced the matter into creation, through fare well

But I am a mere vessel for your power my dear Dione, a stairwell”. - El

“Isn’t my love enough, isn’t our existence together greater than anything I could have given you

Aren’t the colors of my heart enough to grant you purpose in life, as it continues” - Dione

“It is what gives me light within my heart

But let us create children to call our own to bring us closer apart

For you, and they can adore as I do

So they can fill your loneliness as you do mine too ” - El

And thus the first lie had made its way into the universe, and it stayed

It had created an effect that is still in existence until today

For what was told by El to Dione was true

To “Create children” not for me but for you

He had no intention of giving her any praise

As his love grew more and more for himself to lay way

Thus the price for love you might pay

The sweet bitter taste, as bees to honey stay every day

They pierced through and through gravities into a realm not of this place

Where they are not bound nor govern by our laws, nor by our grace

The Kingdom of Empyrean they called it to remain

Its sides where high and extended on into space

Where it was covered in jasper stone shinning like crystal through the base

Its radius was radiant of precious stone, around 12 beings 12 gates

Each side with a pearl at the door way, for each gate to cover its place

They embraced there home and created it through their visions

A city of magnificence

With no horizons

Gravity had no guidance

Yet each level had subsidence

No mornings but yet every sunrises

Fires burned the night sides in thunder but in silence

There first child, they named Saturn

There first child was there first love for both of this manner

There essence graced upon his starry eyes, like lavender

Golden presence with white blazing patterns

Dione’s love for Saturn, blossomed like flowers

Time had no presence in these hours

His essence beat to both their powers

El grew more in love with Dione, because he saw what love had create

He grew more found for her soul, but Dione changed, was it fate

El had started to lose his colors, Dione’s love to create

The pain of a painter unable to paint

Saturn grew more beautiful as if made of light

Something that resented El, much to his delight

Dione created more beings, with El to create there right

“What being of my own right in their mind shall we

Me create, something for my grace, for the colors of love I will replace

To Saturns beauty I will lay waste, I will make him mine to disgrace

For her love has always been mine, and not his place “ - El

She trusted him enough to have him create consciousness of her beings

And thus appeared more children, but of who’s place

Out of who’s embrace

Jupiter came after the first create

She was an elegant presence in his grace

The city of Empyrean her birth place

El had created a daughter to embrace

What is darkness with out the stars to shine upon it

Who is the darkness of space without comets

Comets to fly upon it

Passing through the ocean of the darkness, through the mist

El created his creation, Dione loved in bliss

His beings loved El more than Dione, she didn’t know this

One forty four thousand created in the abyss

But, as with all fate had made fortune of it all

Fate will always be in place to lay that scar

One forty four thousand laying upon the love for Dione’s heart

Saturn’s colors as vivid as dreams disembark

For beginning to light to all the stars

As the one forty four glazed in love with her mark

Dione was too pure to war, even with Mars

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