They

Transparent, yet solid,
Silent, yet full of song,
They flew with roots deep.
Through time they see,
Through waves of energy they feel.
Invisible, yet blinding with light.
Unknown... yet all around.
No boundaries hold them,
Yet golden threads unit them.
Wisdom fills them, feeds them.
Never ending, flowing, gently.
They glimpse at us,
yet do not disturb,
But stay always... for now...
From were they come,
No one can say.
To were they travel,
No one can say.
But they are here now
To give us strength,
They were with us before,
To give us insight,
And they will be with us again,
To become one.