Light and the supreme being

Lost battalions of the sun
Ride to me your empty horses
Though i cannot see them
I surely feel their moist and steedy breath
And the bursting flanges of their nostrils
Like a stinging tail
Lash across the face
They pass on with such victory in their rolling eyes
You feel would challenge even time

I hope a dream
And in that dream i catch
Surpass the wanderlings
That i review our ancient histories
The very miracles and suprises
That inhabit and inhibit life itself

In that dream
Evoke the natural structures
Of people of the past
The many previous that make your body parts
In genesis and in quintescence
You are us
Our overlord
But beholden to our whimsical existence

So tell me then
Why you want to live beyond your allotted means
What spoils are there in eternity
What rejoinders too
That maybe to corrupt
The course of destiny may renage
Upon the debt we owe to nature

Brave heart is with the discoverers
But ultimately courage is to
Let death ensue so that descendants
May sing of our exploits
As opposed to bloated self crowing
And preening vanity
As nature must renew itself to
Retain vitality