What if Time Wasn't Time is a poem and song about an ancient world that lived beneath a protective sky shield, or firmament, until a great flood and collapse brought it down. It comes from a Substack essay asking whether a lost shield like that could mean we are misreading the age of the ancient past.
Under a glass sky, cities glowed.
Men wrote laws on stars and called it wisdom.
Chained fountains hummed forbidden songs;
no one heard the hairline crack
over the music of their praise.
Then the shield rang like a wounded bell.
The first star fell. The fountains broke,
tearing roots from the world. Towers folded.
Crowns rolled through drowned halls.
The golden age sank without a grave.
Only fragments remain: giants, a lost garden,
a flood that climbed mountains.
We call it myth so we can sleep,
but ruined stones still lean toward heaven,
whispering when thunder walks the earth:
Remember the shield, and how it fell.
Read the full article on Substack.