Feb 24, 2009 18:24
Standing on the shore in the quickening of the night,
I watched as 'neath the waves the sun put out its light.
And there beset with mountains rose the moon a perfect jewel,
As from ocean came the dragon like a salmon from the pool.
I looked into the fountain that was pouring from her hands
And there I saw the stars which measured out the sands.
A steady stream of stars which cascaded from her heart,
A stream of souls and holy ghosts bound unto our Art.
And when the waters fell into the well of space,
My memory was washed clean white, my lips of blood did taste.
The river which I waded in was slow and dark and cool,
And when I scryed its depth, I was swept into the pull.
I followed down the flow to where it emptied into Night,
And there I saw the river merge with waters that were bright,
And suddenly I knew the secret of the rivers 'neat the earth,
As sun gives unto Night and Moon, so Death gives unto Birth.