(for Bryony)




Once, upon a miracle,

the ferryman called on me,

and took me on a journey

beyond the temporal sea.

Never would a one believe

the things that passed that day,

and of the many splendours

I saw along the way.


In music made of light I swam,

then drifted like a Dove,

beyond the world we all know well,

in music made of love.

The Arkons of the depths I saw

in glory all around,

then carried me through Limbo,

then to my resting ground;


Wherein I spent...  forever!

midst time beyond our form;

in truth, and love, and wisdom;

the very first great dawn.

The Virgin Womb of Eternity

opened up to show

its wondrous jewels to me that day;

and why ?... Iíll never know !


So furthermore dear Omar,

it is not quite true to say,

that none come back to speak of

those things along the way.





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