Desert and swirl sleepless, shivering adrift as star scattered sky and sea Shattered mirrors reflect confusion in countless echoes lost in abysses of fraction distance and love From the corner of my eye/I sense that which can’t be sensed as myself, known to my only by the absence of Certitude, a ghost haunting the pilgrimage outside of heart
Longing and belonging, witness and the seen Still as if grasping for their own names as they escape their very lips And a billion axioms flutter about Moloch’s fire Like grey lifeless planets circling a scourging suns Screaming for wahdat al-wujud
Desert stars swirl sleepless, sinking deep into drifting sky and sea. Reaching the mouth of midnight that has become an opened shell and in aeonic distress therein, shall the strangest of pearls be shaped. (And suddenly;) In the absence of God is where the heart of God is found That in this very moment, is pierced by satanic light Like a terrible secret fallen from Infinity’s tongue In a single world.