mandag 1. februar 2010
The Hourglass.
Here we have a shape;
we form it as a cone.
Inside it lies a snake curled
decending down the hole.
Here we have a shape;
pyramidal mound of stone.
The snake swings out it's tail and
spins inside this home.
Drawing from above
the bottom part is built.
Falling through the gateway
sand and stone is spilled.
Square we lay the base,
four-cornered like the core.
Inner iron crystal;
pyrite inside is stored.
Round we draw the rim
of the counterpart up high.
This other cosmic half holds
a vortex with an eye.
The pile builds up a peak
and the cone sucks itself thin.
the focal point's the passage
where the snake pours like a string.
So the snake bites it's own tail
as beginning becomes end.
The shape has twist around itself
as the seed is shell again.
Now this hourglass remains,
growing big and shrinking small;
continuous creation
and the snake runs through it all.
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