ABYSS

ABYSS

Silent and sacred is the deep

Flaming course of golden waters.

Light that flows over dark matters.

Wet abandon, mouths sip,

Full of thirst for magic potions.

Exalting pride and Death disasters,

That no living soul will master,

Even if they find the notion.

Bitter is the Archangel's kiss,

That will taint my lips with frost

White as snow. For Heaven's lost

While I search the mute Abyss.

Pale the blooms of lotus burn,

Releasing perfumes, incense, myrrh ,

Scents and feelings prone to stir

When his hands, the loftiest turns,

From my soul, like tawny streams

Forth they bring my will and might.

Light extended whole, and bright,

Over all my wondrous dreams.

And the lazy sighs that break

The eternal Silence...Mouth to mouth

We kiss the North, West, East ,and South,

And Life is here again to take.

So the circle is complete.

I traverse so Bold the Abyss,

Finding paths so full of bliss,

And the Infinity I repeat.