The Isolation
Have you become lost in these grains of Rye?
And made stranger with the earth
That bares your food?
Have you rejected the winds?
And isolated yourself
From the blood and the fruits
Of the vines?
Do not hither in haste
Against the waters
Which quench your thirst.
-And do not waste its energies.
For you have aquired the strength
Of many men of multitude.
So succumb to these hills
And succumb to these plains of grain
And rendezvous with the
White thunderbolts which fill the sky.
Winds of Providence
The winds winde in gentle chords
Over the dense palace
Of the forest grounds.
Seeking no end to its caresse
Nor the the reconciliation
Of thy providence henceforth.
And `tis to the mercy of thy providence
That these blue ribbons of thine eyes
Surrender to her infinate gaze.
And to what direction in this labyrinth
Of fates journey
Did set me so perfect
Into the embrace of thou?
For it is no doubt that these winds
Of providence, sweet providence,
That thy loving gratitude I owe
And thy perfect trust I allow
And `tis thy beauty to which I charish
And fall bewitched
By thou gentle essence enchantment.
Her sillouette was dark
and blackened by the opaque skies
Thy songs of enchanting harmony
whispered soundly
and graced the the sway of her limbs
And after a mild delay
thy yellow puddles of light
did enchant the ground
to guide my way
Her breath is sweet
by the autumn's essence
and twisted vibrant through her columns
in a beautiful dance
and hence, to the darkened heavens
This is the womb of thy dreams
Retire to her magick entrance
Embrace this dampened ground
and entice thou dreams till thy sun's advance.
Behold this circle of fire, Behold thy red desire
A dancing beauty
Lurking in the shadows
of every hidden corner
Who am I now?
She hallows me out
and shallows my soul
from a dark place between my dreams
and my mind
Its returning again
Where am I now?
in a labyrinth of trivia
within the corridors of my mind
seeking its hidden treasures
Im falling again
Return to me
The great whirlwinds of the east
Return to me
the cup in the west
a chalice of forgotten wisdom
Where have I lost my strength?
The cup has fallen
and spilled thy ancient wine
The answer is clear
within every fifth line.
III
This, my love, is my domain
and this domain is night
It is my voice that calls thy heart,
enchantress of my light
Entangled winds I will send to you
by my breath my spirits were freed
and this song may you embrace, my love
if my heart could plant the seed
open thy arms unto these dark skies
as the glare of the moon entrances my eyes.
for you and I and this night are one
and now those ages of seeking are gone
leap from thy depths of the night my angel
for ours the blood of thy crimson moon
forever entwined in thy midst of time
that the night is thy promise
that our eyes may meet soon.
IV
The yellow light of the opaque skies
shattered down embracing eyes
T'was the hour of my dream
the hour of no comprimise
Our bed was of sand
and our shelter, the stars
the waves were our voice
and the moment was ours
as her dress was white
of satin and lace
we lie on this beach
in silent embrace
The sea ever grew
taunting and sensuous
as this tide etched closer
to reach out and sence us
behold this serpent of water
had engulfed our toes twice
then retreated back to her den
to entice once again
now to our knees
these waves had risen
and retreated once more
to her enchanting prism
her dress became sheer
and clung to her sides
transluscent by the waves
made true by the tides
bring forth the realm of water
to unfurl our desire
I have tasted your essence
which set my blood into fire
her blessed reproach
engulfed us completely
and we were soaked of her kiss
and defeated in bliss
and blood was of one
hers, mine and this ocean divine
and our passion grew heavy
with our spirits entwined
beneath the wild cover
of the seas white foam
our bodies interlaced
and let our passions roam
in one final lust
our hearts bled as one
and these currents retreated to the west
we lied in silent emrace
and awaited the sun