Upon The Beaten Steps Of Time Poem by Kaila George

We all sat around the early morning camp
Listening to the stories of the Sun God Ra
Of how for many years people have been searching
For the lost temple of gold that was protected by Ra
We all looked around wondering if it was true

Then moved on to explore the hills in the dunes
As I glanced around the dunes
An odd little sound had caught my attention
As I looked around
There just ahead was a wondrous cave
One to be explored as I went on alone

The morning sun shone its rays of sunshine
Upon the beaten steps of time
The footsteps that followed
One another into the dark stairwell
Shifted the dust from years of slumber

Looking into the darkness beneath
I was tempted to move forth and explore
The darkness within
I had found an old cave with worn beaten steps

Chiseled from the stones as it made its way down
Into the depth of the earth
Looking behind me, expecting to see a ghost
I quietly made my way down the chiseled steps

Cobwebs hung from the ceiling as I made my way down
Further into the darkness I crept
All I could see was the blackness ahead

When leaning against the wall
I felt to my right…an oil lamp protruding from the wall
Remember the matches I was forced to bring with me
When my father insisted I carried these at all times
I thanked him in pray for being so wise

I strike with a slight tremble
As I burnt the old lamp
It flickers and burns into the dark deep unknown

And there before my eyes
In a frame four feet wide
And ten feet high
Was a chasm of wonder?
That baffled my unbelieving eyes

There in the darkness
Was a temple of gold?
Gleaming as bright as the sun from above

I gasped and spluttered and blinked my eyes twice
Then I stumbled and fled as I heard a cackling laugh
Its eerie voice shouting after my fleeing path

“Who dares disturb the Sun God Ra…do you not know…if you do…you will suffer my wrath”

“For disturbing my sleep of a thousand years…run lost soul, be gone from my site”

“Before I get up and chop off your head…run misbegotten soul, run as fast as you can”

“Thou as disturbed my slumber of death” “Never come back to this place of death”

I ran up the stairs back into the light
Then threw the old lamp back into the cave
Then the earth began to rumble and shake
As if the very Gods were mad at my haste

The cave itself collapsed in one place
It total disappeared from wince it came
I breathed and sighed then swiped the dirt of my face

Who would believe what I just had escaped
Who would believe that I saw the God Ra….hands shaking?
I moved back into camp
Decided right then and there…Ill just keep it to myself

©Kaila George 2013