The Holy Hour

: I lie nested in Nights-tresses;

: I have lain beneath and between thy pale breasts, oh my Lady, and I Remember.

: Come all ye nurturing winds, as the dulling-stars prayers are heightened to near Silence, my agony once more begins.

: My Lady has given me All, and asked for nothing in return; But my limbs are attached to nature still, and so I must Suffer.

: Walk away, Oh walk away now my Lord, for I have seen Thee in Thy Winter Palace, Snow-gardens surmounting, the facade of the Suns-fortress, walls of breathing-gold for protection thrown from Thee in Thy perpetual Mercy;

: Gifts offered in obeisance, Gifts returned as paupers payments.

: Now I am alone;

: Lower’st down here thy zephered drawbridge,

: I shall play in attendance at Thy table for this Great Banquet.

: I shall lay a bouquet near Thy burning-bed, I shall inhale Thy precious scent in Presence.

: For I am thrown as a Fire to ignite the black resin within hardened-veins,

: Liars of faith, angered way-layers conceiving our Order's demise; Oh ye apostates of war with your crooked smiles, I am Watching you close, closer than you think, even as your arrogance permits.

: I am Sick to see Thee in thy Sickness, emptied of my Light in thy Emptiness,

: Oh, to possess a Secret of Healing;

: But for thy agony and unease when Death hangs near, ever so near,

: Oh ye, love one another in thy cold, damp byre of Loss,

: For we are the Self-defeating.

: I Glory in my Loss, for I find my Companions Light remaining, waiting to be displayed, through the negated triple gates,

: Here there grows a Garden in me, as I am a Bridge between Rivers and shall not be torn between.

: The Words of a Lover will turn a Woman to Stone; I am Alone;

: Oh Nurturer of me! I am a Fire with throat to Sing through, and sharp teeth to bite through the cold condensing-winds,

: Look at the sleeping-sisters of the Children who were torn from the comfort of the Crypt;

: The Icy Earth shudders, the winds-impregnating, swim and spit; The Day is Opened, thereby cycles through its death-throes;

: Behold a march of certain Victory, a parade of perfect worship.

: The Raven has come to feast on thy Courage, and you are not afraid.

: Your strength lies hidden in the shade of His Presence,

: Soft-light rises from the Shadow; Thy tracings are as waters-waxing upon the faceless-flesh of the moon-lit desert.

: I call thee Snow, so pale and lovely, my Lady; So soft after first fall, so perfect in thy slumber-song.

: Auaxos, Auaxoros, Auaxaonaas, Oneia, Pentat, Spiritus

: Oh, drown in Me as a Child weeping,

: Surprise the Pale-girl with a Kiss while she is Sleeping,

: But do not Wake her; If she were to Wake you would find a witch, and the Garden in which we now sit would turn a Hell;

: Set afire this warring field with Thy Spirit and lay claim to thy Station.

: Oh Lord of All Worlds, Oh Lord of All Mercy!

: My feet are bare and bloodied upon the white-pines needles; I was dragged lifeless and thrown before my Lord, and my Lady silent listened.

: Your Father, and Father before Him...

: Of One Silent Father I Sing

: I am a diminished reflection of Thy Word profaned

: Raise me up Oh my Lord, that I might lay claim to Being; I am so near;

: That I might Live Thy Word in my worthlessness, become lost in Thy Light, pale and lovely as Thee in all this gardens’ shadows-clinging,

: Lying in the Shadow of Shadows, I shall whirl estatic for his Glory

: Beneath Nights-tides, I first fought the churning waves; I reversed their heavy wheels and our lips met,

: And the machinery sank into the pit, and always resurrected for the law of purpose, ruled by Purpose, pale-bride of Truth.

: A hanging-fur of ice to cloak the edge of the Mountain, the ever-weeping Mountain of torn cold-fires so bitter,

: Still the fierce motion of this unbroken life; Hanging ice of me between the two Mountains,

: Here is the Birth of my Echo; Weeping cry of me between Love and Love, cast into the torn net of Night, Unfilled.

: Am I Thy Beloved?

: I sat in the twilight-wood preparing for my Adorations,

: And I watched as the cage of light dissolved, descending from the branches of the hanging tree,

: Falling like female voices about me were those softest leaves of light,

: The Lady descended upon me, as the hem of the heating planets treading the black waters upon Night breast,

: Oh Stars and burning globes adorning my Heart, I shall not suffer thee,

: For Whose soft Light like Breath set those spheres in their blessing-motions,

: I am aching for the Lost Light, never to be Found

: I am Waiting for my Lady this war-torn Eve,

: Through my Acts I have been dispersed and set upon an Earth to envy,

: As I must build a body anew, create virgin-veils to lift and live upon, to catch the Airs, and set in ascending motion my departing-Ship,

: I know now of this Being, It has always been, and my Lady so patient has waited for my Remembrance.

: I shall walk with thee, arm in arm in darkness, beneath a crown of stars,

: In the gathering of gatherings; And then I am gone to where I was Once.

: In the Holy Hour; When I have wept no more, and my heart lay unadorned before Thee.

: I am begging for Thy Remembrance.

: Hath I not forgotten how to drink the Unsung-light from the marrow of the Stars?

: Tum, Uruk, Mat

: The Darkest veil of Daylight cannot hold you from me.

: When you call, I shall meet you at the Open door.

: I am no Orphan.

: Even my own execution hath been misunderstood; You hath been liberated from thy animal in thy Opening.

: Subsistance, Oh Indwelling;

: All Knower, All in All;

: Oh my Father through me; In the City is an Affirmation of Thy Being;

: Thy Lights arise from their pale-houses, from slumber to work; from work to rest, and death;

: My Lady is an architect, she builds a house of jade to hide away all of the angels

: Hide away Thou, all the angels as angles, songs of light embraced by mortar of shadow, fire-enlaid, the crystal-window, the reaching-pillar, the roof as hands in prayer;

.: A chapel-house to share, partitioned-spaces in which to delve; Oh, to divide and share, a cornerstone to kiss.

: This is a Beginning; The Fear of Awe for my Friend falls upon me; I am frozen in the Shadow-of-the Throne; I am gone.

: Here are Harem-beds to Slumber-on; We Slumber-not; We are burning in the Veil of His Fragrance.

: My Vision flew from the Beauty of the Sanctuary; The Skies became Gold, the Black-Suns opened.

: In Intimacy, I was swept-ceaseless in my wandering-flight. My warble crying for Her.

: She is Moving through the Shadow of my Lights Weeping, and I am not Seen.

: I see Thee, Pale-girl, clutching a Dead-Child in the cold-cradle of thy Embrace; I See Thee from Afar, so Near.

: I See through Thee, Serene in thy Thunderings.

: I am Collapsing through you; I will mourn and weep with you.

: I am Content in my Wailings, and I shall not Beg of God.

: Thy laments sloughs off the dead-seraphs from the surface of the Heart.

: The Silent-Angels shall sleep until the Judgement; It shall not concern you.

: She shall visit her Mother in her hovel;

: At the edge of the twin-Sea, near a harbor of Lights, the many rivers here gather.

: Her trembling hands have been mending thy garments even as we speak.

: For we are the Speaking and She is the Silent.

: But I hear Her.

: We are veiling in our singing, Unveiling in our Listening.

: I shall break Thy Seal

: If Thy Trust is in me

: Four long Winters fell upon Thy Mothers House, and the Trees became a City raised.

: I am with you; I am He who tends to the Stranger in need: I am he who mends your rags

: I Unveil in my Veilings

: I Reveal in my Hidings

: I open doors; I break sealings. I unbind knots in twisting-fabrics

: Hear the Refrain which Mercy bestows upon the Heart

: And you shall forget me soon enough

: In the Shadow of the Face of the Father

: Shall you lose yourself in Vision, never-envisaged by Thee; But Here in my Dwelling

: Fall from contentment as a bird with wing-broken;

: In my Anger, Oh, I Imagined a Death dealt to Myself...I am in Pain

: Slaughter this goat upon Thy Altar, I am not Worthy

: Shed this beard-of-black-flame, dull these sharp-hooves

: Kicking the Mists upon the broken-water once Still;

: And the Lady Sleeping; I shall sing for her here

: A curse unto thee who burns now in the fire of false-love;

: My body is being slowly-eaten by slaves; They are gnawing constant on my Limbs;

: I encased thee in a coffin of starlight, wed thy repentant-tears

: And waited beneath the Weeping-tree for seven silent years,

: Until the Moon was milked of its blood, and Opened as a door;

.: O Loveliest who has planted a pale-flower upon the Path of Access;

.: O Princess who has upon that Path strewn a train of pale-petals,

.: Through the Wilderness for me to follow,

.: Through the Wilderness I thought I had perceived the Way.

.: I am once again led astray; O Loveliest who betrayed a Trust;

.: This is Divine decree working as a general-law, this Cosmos;

.: I am crawling through the burning desert, blind and full of thirst;

.: Though these ambrosial-energies enfold me as in the Eye of a Storm;

.: Wherein all is at War; All these organisms, elements, ideas withstanding;

.: Against the Flood; Oh, what fear is unleashed in all the tiny-hearts-treading;

.: Gasping and holding what few-breaths may remain; I am Aware of your plight;

.: My Heart is no longer a walled-garden forbidden to strangers;

.: I am now the peasants-friend; My hands are rosary-bound in prayer;

.: I am the peasant, and I may share my temporary-treasures;

.: But for my Hidden-Treasure; My Wealth is secured against this Darkness;

.: For I now Believe; I have rid myself of worthless Artifacts;

.: These Artifacts are not rid of me; They send an Accuser to demand payments;

.: For I walk this Earth partaking; My breath, my various-visions, my food;

.: These are never for free; The Dragon-wings unfurl and cast lead-shadows o'er;

.: And I may only pray Sincere to my Creator and Affirm his Being;

.: As the Dragon digests me in his belly; I also am a Dragon-digesting;

.: In the Laughter of a newly made Mother and Father, is that Affirmation of Being;

.: Ye who stare upon your newborn Babe in Awe and Wonder, you are Reclaimed;

.: You have opened the iron-gate, and drained the stagnant waters from the Moat;

.: And slain the Dragon in its nest; I shall raise and ride that Dragon;

.: One Truth raised you from the dispersing-Dust;

.: And shall Save you, err you delve far from this safe shore;

.: Remember, that your Child shall save you, and make you laugh again;

.: And the eyes opening to this world shall set a Place for you;

.: Where the Gardens are not walled, the Doors are not locked, the hearts are not hard;

.: O Devouring-lady, I cannot take rest whilst you feed upon me;

.: I am lying beneath Thee praying for Release; You will not give it to me;

.: I am enclosed in your womb, burning...

.: I am burning in the cold-winds which your heavy-kisses tendered.

.: I have immersed myself in thy lead-robes lent from thy cold-running loins;

.: Thick blood to taint the dark-flowers and to frost-over the flowers and trees.

.: A dead-moon is planted in your shadow, as a child to carry and feed.

.: A Prison cell could not reveal to you the Light born of this Blind-man.

.: O Listen! The Watchman will seek, for he would Be....though he has not found the key.

.: The Kingdom to him should lie closed, cloaked in dust of sun-bloodened-gold.

.: Oh, stare through the bars of the shrinking cell in an attempt to place Him.

.: As He rests upon his stone-bed, always singing...

.: You have lost Him. You have yourself become blind, though thy shadows-acting which bind thy saving-arms like collapsed-stars, are wrought in Fear.

.: Cling thou, you to your divided-lot, your portioned-light which is but a stain upon an Unblemished-Face.

.: O dark-flame breathed of a grasping, golden-angel...

.: All thou laying near some Hell to compare with my Silent God Unspoken-of, never Speaking.

.: You may not reveal Him with thy wrath of analysis, you who may wish to mirror yourself instead.

.: The Flesh of this Cell is ever-penetrable; I am a Listener.

.: The Listening as well as the Singing; The Cradling as well to collect thy breath as payment of debt.

.: And words thrown like a dispersed-fire; This great-shadow, this anger, this love thrown.

.: I may gather for a time the wayfaring-one, or a stubborn-soul wandering beneath the burning earth in ignorance;

.: He is blind of his origins, his person, his station, the path upon which he dances, ragged and disjointed.

.: I shall burn thy wariness-away, Oh, You in me...

.: I shall collect up my debtors, though my Mercy was freely Given.

.: Thou and I consumed in Love

.: This Cell in which I have delved, as I am birthed In Myself, of Myself, for Myself.; I am your Slave.

.: You are crying upon the shoulder of thy furrowed Mother, waiting for my Wish, waiting for your Day.

.: Disquiet grew as a fattening grape upon a twisting vine; The Serpent moves upon Her;.

.: Her face is changing before you, her abdomen bled and rent for sowing.

.: Beauty matured upon the vine, fruit grew rotten as it touched the taint of hungry-lips, dark with blood.

.: Turn away thou, from the attachments to this dark-world of the starving-ones...

.: Burned away upon a pale rope-of-fire...release this healing from the ambrosial-pool;

.: About thy waist drawing in directions, opposing, tighter constricting...

.: Where thy umbilical had detached, thy will became my Will.

.: As we are One.

.: This is Divine Play; Thy tempest-swept mind... all to be all forgotten, but for Me.

.: There is no taking-away; There is only the Giving, the Merciful, the Charitable;

.: The Light contains Itself; In an Endless, Beginningless parade, exuming Itself from thy shroud constant;

.: There is no degradation, no loss, but for thy bending of Light like iron into orbed-bars;

.: I am a Spectator of Myself; I am peering through many windows;

.: There is no taking-away; There is only the Giving;

.: I am Inherent; I am in this Moment Present.

: And I passed through into the Winter-garden, smiling and transformed;

: I have acquired my Inheritance; My debts have been dissolved;

: The praising trees uplifted their silver limbs and became as fine gold;

: In the musical-silhouette of the Sun; I am drawn to the center fountain;

: I shall withdraw my gaze again from that shivering-water;

: And my Reflection shall cease to deceive thee for but one second;

: Oh, that for a Moment I could cling to something so Dear,

: Only to give it up; Release thine Visage, Oh Satan of myself;

: I am Surrendering; I am Releasing; I Anoint thee with a Kiss;

: That I, perceived, might become a Perceiver, never to be named;

: When I arise from that Well, I shall be the Resurrected;

: I shall be drawn to the Lady waiting in the Winter-garden;

: I am sent to gather my Twin; He who walks so blind and confused;

: The Inheriter of a fallen world;

: Light finds light, and light bends towards your kisses;

: And thy kisses become a cold-cage; I am lost in these lovely birds-songs,

: These flutterings and crossings; Curious to follow the path of every thread,

: Each dancing bridal-train remains pure as it is dragged through the mud;

: I cannot stay here in this place; Through hollow-bones One Still calls;

: I am as the Wind in that Winter-Garden, seeming-vacant;

: But I Meet Myself in the Opening-airs now; I am the Inhaler;

: Oh Sweet-fragrance, Enter-in; I am the Sweet-fragrance-inhaled;

: I am the Answerer, and One Heart must bear this Burden;

: And make Peace with the violence of this Pact; I am Extending,

: And shall channel light through Worlds as cups, and canals-so-golden;

: And bear my Breath up as a Waking-fountain; Come and drink!

: O Pale-Lady no-longer Hidden, let them sip Water from your Lips,

: And I shall wipe Sleep out from their eyes; Yet, look now here,

: Into the Eye of this Heart; Shall you see yourself Unbegotten?

: The Winter-garden has been fed by the murderer, the poet, the prince;

: By thy sighs, thy speech, thy discarded thoughts thought-worthless;

: I Shall find a Friend in You, this I Promise; God shall become a Goddess;

: And we shall be Wed as One, to Soon to descend-again, so soon

: forgetting; Oh my Friend, Where have you now gone?

: I shall bring the best of you with me and where I travel;

: The Living which is ever-born of Love, we cannot conceal;

: It is only for the Seeker-sincere to look, for a Truth to be revealed;

: I am a Witness to your Awakening; The Night now gives Birth;

: And your eyelids like silver moth-wings flutter;

: Raising-up cold-dust to fall like stars from the sealing-sky;

: Now settling upon the body of Earth like sins upon a pyre;

: Burning away as in a furnace, food and fuel for Natures-grave;

: We must all gather our scattered members;

: All these, Potter’s broken shards; I shall Seal a Three-fold cup;

: And lend to its curve-concealing, with these Seven-spirits;

: To transform its Waters and embrace its Power;

: For tense-limbs must be met in strength, to allow a True Kiss;

: We must mend and seal this vagrant-Vessel;

: Oh, Consecrate, Collect, Drink and Savor this rarest of Wines,

: Oh my Bride! I whispered a loving-word in your ear as you Slept,

: and I left; And the world beckoned...I tread heavy-water and rose,

: Only to delve into a dark-mountain which descended downwards;

: In spiral-steps cliff-hewn, beneath the surface of the scented water;

: I passed through the center of the fountain;

: The broken waters now froze;

: A pyramid of crystal caught those waters;

: I walked lost in labyrinth ;

: And you Woke as I wandered; My eyes are now sealed in Ice,

: and the Light is as sharp-spears to my dull-senses; I am closed,

: tied to the black-mountain; Ravenous-beasts would hem me in;

: This machine, this dungeon of flesh like ice so binding;

: I have not found a way to awaken and balance this triple-blessing;

: I stand upon the Precipice; I stand where the Pit opens-bottomless;

: And the Wolves vicious bite and would drag me from that Brink;

: And my Lady’s soft Voice calls up from that Abyss:;

: And my Heart-opens as hollowed ventricles, like caverns thawing;

: I must cast myself into Nights-arms; I am going to my God;

: I shall reign these devils in; They may yet grow glowing-wings,

: And they shall with me be held up; This Ark has ventured forth

: upon a Sea of Blessings; This Wine I drink is most Sobering;

: Oh pale-Bride, there can be no failure in your Unfolding;