long gone but here

Those who are long gone 
have left the door open 
They’ve climbed mountains 
and marked all the paths 
They have bled their hearts 
as ink in a million books 
Every rock has been turned 
and signs left there 
Stars have been packaged 
inside sweetest poetry 
All so we may see 

Yes, those who have gone 
have created a tidal wave 
of signs and common sense 
Have brought the sun itself 
down to light our way 
But we are dumb to signs 
still seeking on dry earth 
Still reading rulebooks 
to foretell the morrow 
avoiding the frenzied dance 
of the risen sun