22-05-04
And the sage opened his eyes
And gazed upon the endless waters
Under the moonlit white sands
Where all words have vanished.
That which is eternal,
Is only by name,
And with nameless depths,
Only the true remains.
As I walk the sandy peebles,
What do I see other than misty waters,
A silent moon and the ceaseless tides?
Each drop there forever.
Older than the first breath.
A silent crescent.
An eternal blue.
Listening, shifting, shaping.
Never broken, never whole.
Everything and everywhere.
The sage cranes his neck
To smell the night air breeze.
Darkness upon darkness.
Stars burned and screamed.
Their colors brighter than a furnace.
But there was nothing to hear.
All words here have vanished.
Darkness upon darkness
And I fought for dear life,
But I failed again and again.
And all words have vanished.
Wind blows. Thunder shivers.
What fears were hidden
Will surface tonight.
Where all words have vanished.
And I heard it once more
"Only Death Remains"
And my flesh caught fire
And I saw nothing in my eyes
And there was drumming in my ears,
Sweat poured down me
And trembling siezed me
And I became paler than grass
And I was scared.
What would I do? What if I failed?
That which is eternal,
Is only by name,
And with nameless depths,
Only the true remains.
And I fought to stay afloat
And I heard it again
"Only Death Remains"
And I listened
And I screamed
Like quiet smoke above a candle
In a still night with no wind.
And the words echoed thrice
"Only Death Remains"
And like a floating leaf in a secret pond
And like a skylark's flight under a misty moon
And the gentle hum of a prophet's heart
I let go and became
And the sage opened his eyes
And gazed upon the endless waters
Under the moonlit white sands
Where all words have vanished.