Letters From The Past

There it stands forgotten and alone
In a meadow a monolit of stone
Chiseled in its sides are the wisdoms of old
In runes made to last, tales to be told.

A message for the future, written by our fathers
A message from the past, carved in stone to last
Sent through the ages with rune covered pages
For the reader it unveils its mysterious tales.

It was sent long ago, yes so long ago
Enduring through time
sun and the cold to deliver its message, like a letter from the past.

Oh I can still feel its power
Even now in my final hour
As my fingers trace the lines of these ancient signs
I remember how it feels how the mystery reveals.

A message for the future, written by our fathers
A message from the past, carved in stone to last
Sent through the ages with rune covered pages
For the reader it unveils its mysterious tales.

It was sent long ago, yes so long ago
Enduring through time
sun and the cold to deliver its message, like a letter from the past.

Its calling, the stone is calling
I cannot resist, I cannot withstand
I have to reach out
I have to reach out and touch.

The power of the runes embrace me
my soul is set aflame
I will never be the same
This is the price I have to pay for gaining the knowledge
From this letter from the past.