In Every Mythos/All Things Will Come Due (revised)

Tell me about the golden skies

What gods would rule them

If we were to believe in gods

Who dictates the clouds

Who dictates dusk and dawn

Who dictates planets and stars

Who dictates the night

I will tell you about the deepest waters

What lives in the murkiest corners

How the currents sweep away the weak

How the seaweeds

Tumble and the creatures

Lurk and scheme

In the depths there is night

Dreams will tell us of places where they meet

Discard ideas about globes and atmosphere

In every mythos the sky meets the sea

Somewhere

Perhaps where they meet

Sentience could spring forth

Working minds and trodden dirt

Pain and joy and growth

Here we stand

Between the two nights

Knowing

All things will come due eventually