DOTLAN EveMaps

Through the windless night we sail
To watch the timeless dance unfold.
Out of joy we share the tale
To any who would have it told.

Time, it seems, doesn't flow...
For some it's fast, for others slow.
In what to one race is no time at all
Another race may rise and fall.

The virus spread like burning fire...
The sea of dread rose higher and higher.
The crystal ones had to fight
By causing suns to ignite.
...self defense. It is their right.

Back when all the stars were young,
Before the Minstrel songs were sung,
When this galaxy was new
There came from far the crystal few.
Gradually they spread through space.
They were the first...the only race.

And harder still to recognize
That which lies before one's eyes.
So many races have believed
In only what was preconceived.
That which is ancient may be new...
It all depends on point of view.

From inward out the races flee
Searching for a place to hide...
Ever in a wave of war
And on the crest the strongest ride.

We are the watchers of the dance.
Many wonder at us...
But how could there not be an audience
For the greatest of all comedies?