We see the night is cold,
With eyes, of jade,
And crystal of the shade,
Like refractions in the rain,
See in colour again.
Sing loud, sweet cloud,
Away with the rainy bulk,
Crackle then roar,
Proclaim the purpose for,
Know and see, eternity,
For ever more.
Oh bow, not now but you,
Shall know when,
It is said, will be again,
Knowledge of wisdom,
In the mirror adopts more,
Rotation kabbalah dimensional law.
Love peace, forge will,
Iron can be turned into steel,
When hot, and when strained,
Neither break or give to bend,
Then yield to the grind,
When rocks you will find.
Rowan Blair Colver