Tuesday, 6 June 2017

The Mind makes Matter matter from it’s tomb; 

Cobwebs freeze like veins from the Sun, 

Eternity is the womb 

Which births green grapes from the Son; 

I bestow live ecstasy, 

Eternal Absurdity. 

Stars are the nerves of our night; 

I perform, cultivate mine 

From myth, shaping flesh from sight, 

Withholding secrets as I mime; 

Life is a dream of another

And I act from birth, my Mother… 

Life is beautiful — All is Expression! 

I am Eternal, I share my Lesson 

To the Audience, who is in my dream, 

The dream of love in which we all perform; 

Present abundance is born and starts to live, 

I am the Creator, and I shall only give!..