Ancient Messages

Even crossing paths is fate. When one stays there, that will be love. Having loved stars in the sky, I have just chased them. While so doing, I had a fateful encounter with Dolmen deep in the mountains by accident. In a sense of modesty and awe, the ancients might commune with nature, In starry eyes, they might commune with the sky, I got a strong sense of déjà-vu in those images of the ancients. For so many sleepless nights, since then, I have watched Dolmen, the incarnation of the ancients, meeting with the stars. I have sensed Dolmen’s solitude, fear and modesty in a stormy, snowy and freezingly cold night. All of a sudden, Dolmen seemed to address me. “It has been a long wait, indeed.” “I wish someone would stay with me.” Whilst staying with him, longing has grown. That was deep love which I would never meet again. Dolmen seemed to be whispering, “I cannot forget the deceased, staring at the stars with glittering eyes in the sky a long time ago.” “Now I am handing down the glittering eyes to you.” I got the chills. It was the very moment that I felt breathing of the ancients. Frantically, but reverently I wrote down the messages from the ancients.