"...the earth was formless and void, darkness was over the surface of the deep..." - Genesis 1:2 the dance of the spheres disturbs my song and the rhythm of the waves beats with the drums in my wakefullness I see the myth come to life and from the vantage of my spire I come with horns I went to the edge of the world and with wings I shall return for in the shadow and smoke I was veiled
and of the blinding light I am born again deep within the gathering of the seas the snake watches with lidless eyes the Titan waits for the woman the woman waits for the beast During that hour I saw the lifting of a sleep For I saw Nehushtan rise from his keep and though darkness still lay upon the deep I heard the voices of men give up and weep