CASTLES, CATAPULTS, LONG DAYS WHERE SIEGE WAS LAID
BEFORE THE STONES OF rOME, THE BUILDINGS CARVED BEFORE
paved by the way, to path uncertain, glorious praise!
for knights bequeathed the realm gallantly
as elegant soldiers foreseeing free!
pine away my old son, for petty guise have lost
me unto the timeline once again!
Yes, who is this I see
a crystal of complacent heresy
denied was I from sanity
madness a choice was given
to know the sour lick of men
or to engulf in the full fruit
for Summerlands waited for me to enter and dance
trees whispering forest like meadows
like answering calls of the Falcon
it races from the highest peak
to the lowest astral breech
death inside! yes the prize !
I fought the thousand
dragons of time captured me
but I saw the cages
I pulled Yggdrasil with my might
upon the petty wages pages
thus then I came to invocate the power of ascension
i’ve just lost track
and then we come back to the third
eye that sees before, all, yet tall
I can substation my essence confalled
for Merlin dances in madness again
everywhere I am, but nowhere I be
coming to know that all is free
so what we sense in this trance
is that the motion of everything, ground, sound
is ethereal substance now, unbounded from the chain
but great keys are what drive people insane
for how could the access of all things
be given to such a simple mind?
transverse along this path of collecting dust
for in the skulls of bones we see the death’s touch
like a harpy that flew and stun me with the deepest pain
but the nymph came to me under Dians name!
the long ended prophecy
the secret formula of time to elixir
alchemical sets of mathematical proportions
thus then I can set you rate
by knowing you quantum state
so what we see is many things of the past
but many things of the future
it is all in the eye of the beholder
and with one I I see with two
but two becomes a few and thus then millions
count towards the higher figures
so soothing the music of love
doves and fawns and every real Jove
like we wish a certain way life would be
but then natural selection fee
I see the round, table, sorrow, pain,
the chairs are broken, the knights unnamed
the magic underneath
the vortex of excalibur
the fields of roaming daffodils
like the petty daisies upon the friar’s head
to forgive lest scorn to amend!
i see the knights calling each others name
in pain
dying in vain
flames around
death
death
all Rome came for the tall speech
crafted in tree nooks long ago
was the simple Ogham secret code
but alas
the Romans took all that was
to preach the name before the once was
this Eden was lost forgotten and escaped
but this is where Seth rose innate
can’t you see, Druids still prophesied the line
and this is my entrance dance online
but many self-fulfilled things come true
just be the truest you!
