Event Horizon
May breath fall light on your mantle peace
as you lay your hands to the cold clay of soils heat
May the opal azzure rays of golden sun
break your wilt and burn the most of all nature
to your reptile mind and chest of discord
bled brightly red rich and pulpous
thru the vex of a quickening heart
steep deep breached to the altitude of life's collect call
rung aloud thru the sun stricken moon
burrowed seminal in the fluid fire and flood of event horizon