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Oh where do we go?
Where we go
Where we go
No-one knows
Oh where do we go?
Where we go
Where we go
No-one knows
This grand octal arrangement:
Invincible
For the moment
Let me ask you a question:
Can you crack an egg with one hand?
Look up through branch and leaf
Address our phobias
Take some time for taboo
Feast on impropriety
Sinking into
The mud of your maker
The mud of your maker
Noticing the alignment
Of the Sun to the Earth -A sensual dance-
Doubt enters like a spear hurled,
Piercing the side of your certainty.
Analemma, cyclical figure of eight
Hangs in this time-lapse sky
Let me ask you a question:
Can you leave an egg that you have seen with your eyes?
Leave her until she is ready to be birthed into our lives
In different forms?
Or perhaps, fungal stems shall creep forth first
Spirals bloom fast with new life
Subterranean seeds, somnolent several years
Lifting their weary heads on new trajectories
Stealing the unexpected one
Superimposing new and unexpected lives
Over hers
Can you leave us be?
Could you?
Could you live on a page
Amongst the alpha and the beta?
And if you can
Shall you be rewarded? And how?
Would you dream then
Of another world
Another world inside of this one?
Untouched, unburned, unharrowed
Without a Hell to condemn to and lament over
A different pattern occurs in that seasonal noonday sky
The egg sits nestled and warm in a hollow
Rattling softly with the future
Soon to become
And then pass
The egg sits nestled and warm in a hollow
Rattling softly with the future
Soon to become
Then pass
Did you come to this temple
Willing to make a sacrifice?