There was a time, long passed
Time beyond the memory of men
Memory of light and cold
Seperation from the source
When we learned to see they wwere there
Our Gods hovering above us
They gave us love, helped us survive
Kept us from harm, kept us warm
We all owe you so much
You were all things to all people
Many faces you have, hands to hold us
Often you abandon your watch
Praised by some, condemed by others
Someday we shall reach godhood of our own
We shall be elevated to your status
You have many names, all so much to so many
Simplest of all is this....Mother, Father.
