Ω OMEGA Ω

Where did it come from
before my own existence,  
gender not withstanding.  
 
The freshly minted self  
defied carbon dating
while shadows paced in circles,  
 
recalling newborn legends  
with old souls honing in on  
piercing cries from birds of prey.  
 
Remembering times of  
desert seas alive with whales  
becoming cliffs of bone  
 
raised from trails of dust,  
pulling down what was mine,  
carried me 'till the next chase.  
 
With nature's way, my DNA,  
not the will of my pursuers,  
their scratchings set in stele.  
 
Unbowed, with instincts  
through life's brief returns,  
to stalk the self-proclaimed.