atlantis

Atlantis.

I.

In the vast and mighty Atlantic Ocean, amidst its roaring and tumbling dark waves, lay a fair land; the fairest of them all. A land of wealth and plenty, with rich, green hills, and riches beyond told. The cities rose unto the skies, and the fair people of the land prospered in health and spirit. It was called Atlantis; land of wealth and plenty, land of the rich and wise.

And so lay the beautiful land alone, and safe, amidst an ocean of a million rolling waves. Dark, mysterious waves, like the people and the land of the sea. It was the meeting point of the peoples of the lands to the east, and those to the west. It was the centre of the worlds trading route, and all peoples from all lands, gathered here for trade and council.

The capital city was Baloise; ‘the harbour of peace’, and the city rose like a citadel above the mountains and the sea. Here ships from all across the world converged, and bought and traded in the magnificent market of the city. The paved streets led up to the hill-tops where the mighty temples stood. The people of the land where made up of commoners such as tradesmen, fishermen and farmers. The ruling class where the nobility, who ruled the land in the city council. The land and its people were prosperous and always at peace.

Mighty cities were spread out across the land, like jewels upon a crown. The land was rich and green, and the crops always yielded a plentiful harvest. Atlantis was the wealthiest land in the world, and its people were never in need. The rich, blue sky was spread out across the heavens, and the land was mild and pleasant. The heavens themselves held no fairer place, than beautiful Atlantis.

And the sea rolled on, and the sea rolled on, endlessly lapping on the shining shores of Atlantis. And the land grew and prospered, and the people were at peace. And still the waves rolled on in the dark nights. The sea, the sea, rolled on…

II.

The Fall of Atlantis.

Atlantis, land of glory,
Atlantis of red and green-gold dust,
Atlantis shining in the morning,
And the waters whispered;
“Atlantis, land of love…”

Atlantis lay asleep amidst,
The lulling ocean waves,
The wind blew from the east,
And picked up to a blaze,
The moon shone wine-red in the sky,
The day Atlantis died…

The black sea and the greystone,
Green mountains crashing to the sea,
Tall city walls ran unto dust,
A million souls in the abyss a-wash,
The land roared down below,
The waters reclaimed the sea;
And us, and us, and us…

Atlantis land of glory,
Atlantis of green and red-gold dust,
Atlantis shining in the morning,
And the waters whispered;
“Here I was…”