Eternal Triangles

At the dawn of time they were created one,
A bond of light never to be undone.
In life or death they were never apart,
One breath, one soul and forever one heart.

The world they made was awakened and new,
Order and chaos balanced and true.
Light and dark as the Gods had planned,
Side by side in the promised land.

The light and dark had houses four,
With roles to play to uphold God's law.
Each held domain in their given spheres,
Honed to perfection over the years.

Lyris and Nevar, guardians blue,
Their love eternal, pure and true.
But Nevar's vanity was his fatal flaw,
And he put himself above the law.

Brothers can sometimes turn to foe,
And the dark decided the light had to go.
The balance changed the tide did turn,
They saw their people die, their cities burn.

But this was not how the battle was won,
No the dark decided to tempt someone.
A guardian of the light, their highest son,
And Nevar's treachery left them undone.

A traitor in their very midst,
That link of light was sorely missed.
The dark thought them destroyed at last,
A fitting end to their foe of past.

But into this troubled world a stranger came,
A lonely wanderer with a heart untamed.
A mortal with the gift of sight,
A link to rejoin that chain of light.

Paris with his heart so true,
Paris with his eyes so blue,
One look at Lyris used, betrayed,
His heart did love, forever swayed.

Far into their future their love would reach,
A sacred marriage to seal the breach.
To join once more the house of light,
And keep them from eternal night.

The children of light looked into the night,
Their only hope for them to take flight.
They searched the galaxies far and wide,
And found a new home, a place to hide.

They took on the form of the people there,
And covered their tracks with utmost care.
They hid their history until it was needed
But in legend and myth the pieces were seeded.

Their lives passed by and they kept to their cages,
But the enemy hindered them down through the ages.
For they had seen too late by then
That balance undone will come again.

For once the scale was tipped their way,
Evil was born and was here to stay.
But when the dark is at its peak,
The dawn of light will start to creep.

 
 
This is my "Illiad" of sorts, I started writing this in 1998, and I've rewritten it a few times, it's never been quite clear. If anyone wants to tell me what this is about, please feel free. :)