Between the Lines

 

Silence fell, beginning you,

Ending the pure faith I was amongst.

The head by which the red God walked

In from that cruel rosy dark. Came there my Gods.

Not the maiden and not for us,

Since souls aged so long ago.

Tomorrows child was a whole week long.

Only the mountain's gold remembers you,

No dark trees that we cried with,

Every one now gone, could not be moved.

Or i stony faced to azure lords.

Under turning blue stars where these,

Reached the sun and turned it back.

Silent i day to travel far.

In light, the dark shade, under you.

Never to think who we were with,

Walked blind, when the dead moved

And us, still we played Gods.

Sent I to find the horned rock were we.

Frightened then in years gone since.

Reached the seven mild stars so long,

Entering dark between you.

Exulting soul's dark cave amongst.

Dying appeared wine red to us, who walked

Out and near the windy Gods?

Movement claimed and ten were we?

To us thirteen times full turned since;

Four weeks passed so long.

 

C.P.R.May

2005 Winter