GOD SAVE ME

The Home I left behind Is the softer edge of a sword I sheathed One that pervades my world louder than my words Yet whose handle I wield

The pendulum sways Sacred time slips through my fingers, And I lose myself in the void, I know neither good nor evil, And my voice wavers...

The Sun closed an eye The Messiah reopened theirs And in performing a pirouette, Sang to the beings of the North, Presenting the soul ...

Time jostled and surprised us without reason, Yet the thread of life from the white magician must prevail, For Heaven will set me free.