The Enduring Spirit Of Calamity

You will walk endlessly to find me
Behind the karmic foil of the enslaved star
It is man that unveils the initiatory words

The transmutation of opposites
The slaying of all proponents of self
Every lapse forgiven
Or at least, not felt
Boundless latitudes revealed to each of us

Is this unity mythified in our exchange of abstractions?

Are we prolonging nature’s final spell?
Secrets save us from dissolving
Yet we are still to die under the battеring light
I am replaced a thousand times ovеr

I mourn the change coming
Where time takes hold of us

Deep in the eternal world of the demiurge
Where acquiescence and rebellion coalesce
Cut open by faith, left weeping within me

Your whispers become a thousand spells

Nothing is free to those who shield their hearts

All is free to those who bear their hearts

But who is free from compulsion?
Suffer this and you need suffer nothing more