They Came Down

They adjusted their 'geospatial' lasers, and cut a kingdom into a mountain. The curious valley dwellers wondered, and prayed to these new gods...enslaved, enraptured. For a hundred years, they served these masters...these 'sky people'. One day, 'they came again'. and they left, with all their chattel. 

Would a mountain domain, a nearly unscalable fortress, in the sky, be abandoned...or will these mysterious 'gods' return, to claim their place some day? All we, the valley dwellers know, is 'nothing'. We still wander the steamy jungle and ascend the perilous trail...to a place we cannot own, only borrow and dream. Whoever they were, in truth...they were genius, advanced, in stone work and hydro, and engineering steep terrain.

They remained aloft, and aloof from human civilization. They came. They left a monument of wonder and speculation...and perhaps, 'a message from the stars'; and all that the sciences of earth will tell you is, "There's no one here but us".

So, I will tell you this...


Written by Bruce James Clyde 2017, at Deming, New Mexico

Art: Machu Picchu, National Geographic
Dedication: To my History teacher