Late last night
I had a visitor.
They wore many faces
Each a light with madness
We drank until
I was swooning
Until all creation was
Shimmering
I blinted once
And they were
Behind me, whispering
Without laughter
Life is a card
House in a gale
A withering hust
Dragged about
By the wind
Late last night
I had a visitor
They wore so
Many faces
We drank unit i
Was swooning
Until all creation was
Shimmering
I blinted once
And they were
Behind me, whispering
How long will you dally on
The brint with paradise!
If the only certainty
Is the fall
What's with all the
Hesitation?
Dive deep, and reach
The bottom and dig
Mate a home at the
Heart of things
Surrender and serve
What you find there
Be it levity or enlightenment
Dive deep reach the
Bottom keep digging
Mate a home at the
Heart of things
We are alive here
In this moment
We are manifest
In this velocity
We are intoned
By this flux
We are made real
In this broten and
Ecstatic rhythm
Only the fool is free
Only the fool is free
Only the fool is free