age of creation

through the wind of inquisitiveness, a total view travels the ray of nature's benevolence, from the nest of fragments wholeness once flew, to set out a striking confluence, where eye meet the biospheres ability, chaos and order shaded by equilibrium, in coherence with progression's liberty, to form an intrinsic dictum, the practice of the mountain, a symbolic father and volcanic fountain, refined by time and knowledge, a tower for future generations, illuminating the age of creation, as we build a world with mind, hand and heritage, until we mount the philosophical throne, bowing to the lords of this ecotone, where a chaotic substance condenses into solid black, an old servant in the play of havoc, painting land over craters grounding, a creator now numb by man's eager pounding, the prominent pillars, the pyramidal peaks, map impressions in the chamber of exploration, and keep them safe from a sun to bleach, sculpting inner elevation, the practice of the mountain, a symbolic father and volcanic fountain, refined by time and knowledge, a tower for future generations, illuminating the age of creation