"...the earth was formless and void, darkness was over the surface of the deep..." - Genesis 1:2
the dance of the spheres disturbs my song
and the rhythm of the waves beats with the drums
in my wakefullness I see the myth come to life
and from the vantage of my spire I come
with horns I went to the edge of the world
and with wings I shall return
for in the shadow and smoke I was veiled
and of the blinding light I am born again
deep within the gathering of the seas
the snake watches with lidless eyes
the Titan waits for the woman
the woman waits for the beast
During that hour I saw the lifting of a sleep
For I saw Nehushtan rise from his keep
and though darkness still lay upon the deep
I heard the voices of men give up and weep