"...the earth was formless and void, darkness was over the surface of the deep..." - Genesis 1:2



the dance of the spheres disturbs my song

and the rhythm of the waves beats with the drums

in my wakefullness I see the myth come to life

and from the vantage of my spire I come



with horns I went to the edge of the world

and with wings I shall return

for in the shadow and smoke I was veiled

and of the blinding light I am born again



deep within the gathering of the seas

the snake watches with lidless eyes

the Titan waits for the woman

the woman waits for the beast



During that hour I saw the lifting of a sleep

For I saw Nehushtan rise from his keep

and though darkness still lay upon the deep

I heard the voices of men give up and weep