Fire and Smoke, Nor one without the other; The effect created in the womb of cause Emerges in procession from the matrixed laws Each child the father and the brother; Fire and Smoke. Water and Sand, Unmixed, the living brine Lending its motion to the million grains; The ocean pulling at her planetary reigns, Sands drift down sinking as they shine; Water and Sand. Waking and Sleep, From depth to vastness Both territories hidden by the map, We nightly ford the river, bridge the bridgeless gap And are exiled from out its fastness; Waking and Sleep. Time and Space, Dimension and Procession, Those two broad rubrics of our liturgy, Our own mere measurements of Was and Be Are gifts that beggar all possession. Time and Space. Life and Death, These twain are one; The boar and vulva painted in the caves, The vintage chaliced, altared; God nailed to the staves, The sowing and tyrannic sun; Life and Death.
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