Fate

In the Void
the ageless souls
that have no beginning
and no end
danced with Chaos
to a symphony of silence
midst the Pagan mysts that swirled
before the hands of the old gods
as they brought
Order
to that deepest chasm,
creating the Planes and Spheres,
bringing Shape and Form
to the Ephemeral.

And with Creation's dazzling Light,
one hapless soul was rent asunder,
the halves crying to one another
through the vast Divide,
ceaseless in their search for Union,
restless and discontent.

At last,
at last,
the changeable Fates,
taking pity upon the wanderers,
molded Chance into Will...
yet left this work
Unfinished