Phavian Watersong
Purest silence swallows the air
Washing over earth in its cool warning.
Nature opens her ears,
Worlds of words spoken by cool silence.
Vita subsisto insus semita.
Sharp, jagged nimbus –
A crown for its head.
Dark the cumulus
That’s worn on its cold shoulders,
Cloaking it in purple power.
Time is running dry, seconds degrade to take cover.
Left broken and bare, merciless war of brutal nature.
“The earth is my mother…”
“Amen. Amen. Amen.”
“I shall not want from her…”
“Erebus erase us!”
“Turn away from day and-“
“ Grace amazing takes us…”
“She terries within the-“
“Amen. Amen. Amen.”
Nature now abandons us
Cup of milk and honey void of the promise
Barren the fields of fruitful glory,
Earth mother turned away from me.
Her soothing love, her touch
is the hands of hell holding heat.
Water turns into mist.
Reign of rain grants its deadly kiss.
Purified, petrified, open-eyed
Drops of the burning rain from the sky hit the land and
boil it dry.
Expressions of horror melting slow in terror scatter
from the scoured.
Hands of hell holding heat – water turns into mist.
Reign of rain grants its deadly kiss.
Purified, petrified open-eyed
Drops of the burning rain from the sky hit the land and
boil dry.
Dark ash, thick air, billowing mountains,
Tubes of light cut the sky,
Hot tears, seething, screaming,
“Please have mercy! Take the rain from me! Est deus
illic? The end! The end…est deus illic…”
***
Savor the brilliance of being trapped in the dome
clouding over
Savor.
It’s the final wonder that we all will witness.
Come all creatures, come to see.
See the beauty in the dark fallen!
Savor wonder…
There is fire in the thunder!
Time is gone and now we all must surrender.
Crush the weakness, build the stronger
Sand and soot to build the bricks of the future!
To the temple, to the torture!
From the air the mouth of death sets the order.
Live impossible, live impossible.
And so it goes, as they all fall down, the arms made of
ash crumble to the ground…
