Tuesday, June 09, 2009
Igniting Jupiter (part 1)
Naked I come into the world, and naked I go.
Out of my cave I rise, and step forth into the sunrise. ... Beneath me the stars slip into the sea.
I grow a long beard and sit atop the mountain, knowing its secrets well. I hear things no one else hears; I see things that no one else sees.
I read the book of the river, its pages of stones and trees. All day, all night I hear the dead murmuring with their mouths full of sand.
In my heart is a hidden fire; it burns a hole in the midst of the mountain.
I walk twisting paths; I go round and round in coils, leaving a meandering trail in the dust. I dance the dance of the mad, whirling, twirling, burning. ...
The wind uplifts me like smoke; golden-haired flames lick my bare body like serpent tongues, twining around the caduceus of my spine like the mouth of a woman in love.
The heavens are full of eyes— eyes of water, eyes of flame.
Where are You?