In the beginning
Rimmed with wind and storm
A great black wrath of infinite math
Spat snarling into form
And there was
Heaven
Lit up with precious stones
Each one could fall but for the rule
Of Faith and love and stronger thrones
And therein
rose vast wonders
Affections to be seen
Fathered from the plundered
Reflections of a dream
Fogging into nightmare
For
him whose place was set
With wayward stars that absent, marred
All creation with their theft
In the beginning
Bewinged and
ringed with dawn
This favoured Avatar, enthralled
Swansongs from those that thronged this shore
With Gabriel and Michael
He
shone with fierce intent
For loyalty, their joy to see
Him spur the hymns to heaven (sent)
For sculptured lips of
seraphim
Whom fate then cruelly rent
(With sleight fingered strains of harmony)
Each note to grim portent
As grinning
nimbus gathered
Over spires arabesque
For Him that blazed with holy praise
That for a jealous God was meant
Shining
Feriluce
Lustrous scourge of fallen spirits
Basked in glory, flew
To lakes in sacred altitudes
Sweet haunting music
swathed the breeze
With curling tongues that lapped the lead
As through thick mountain mist (with thoughts adrift)
Until at last,
past grasping trees
He paused to draught forbidden streams
That whispered siren promises
To drown his thirst (for sports
amiss)
These waters held secrets
Like raped Russian dolls
Wherein evil and good
Tore his soul for control
And drunk
with the verse of desire's first words
The weight of the universe
Slunk in rehearsed
Horror in numbers too great to
discern
The rotting of worlds to the conqueror worm
And love a rare orchid so fragile in bloom
Espied gasping breath under dark
sheeted moons
Shining Feriluce
Reflected in jaded mirror
Climbing from the noose
Of time in divine servitude
And
thus a strange new melody
Of will and wanton fantasies
Whetted by the veiled, seen
Danced from his ashen lips
In red dawn
scores, the silver scream
Of truth and her deleted scenes
Was taken up as far, it seemed
As God his words eclipsed
(Those
waters hid visions
Like butchers in war
Perverting the course
Of life's blood evermore...)
In the beginning
Skinned well
with gibbous tones
Of countenance and ignorance
In equal measures sewn
A marbled arc of Angels
Sworn to the
morningstar
Shared His pride and deep inside
Felt Chill Shadows sweep their cards