I bow at the feet
of his mighty form
great pyramid of
fire
channelling temptation’s
thirst
that great
longing in his
heart
that’s yearning to be
sated
by a goddess of the
earth
come down from the
starry sky.
She lays in wait,
revealing
the hidden trapdoor to her
truth
as the torrents swirl
those confused thoughts
left over from aeons
before
’till blazing elements
reunite
in their washed-out
harmony
we’ll circle around
to the shaman’s dance
in the trance of
our
tumbled dreams.
Oh they know
– but not how –
they’ll come
true.
