On the Nature of Gods

Part IV: Evening star breaks free

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Though she could stand, see and walk

She could make no sound, nor direction take

But walk aimlessly

For she had no soul nor mind

He had shaped her fair and beautiful

Made her whole in form

But could give her not a soul

Could not breathe life, consciousness into her

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She saw but could not look

She walked but aimlessly

He held her by the hand, sometimes carried her

Or called and whistled and she would follow blindly

He kissed her ruby lips but no response

He joked and screamed but she stirred not

Aeons they walked this way

The core beneath, the mantle overhead

Speeding toward them

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(Barren of hope, in loneliness,

Among the thousand forms of fiery blasts

He knew of the world above,

Gods, men and women

Walking free to love, and his a kingdom

Of graves entombed

The blue sky changing to the darkest night

The sun by day and the moon by night

The shining universe

A thousand points of lights as those portals

In his diamond woman

When crystal man first saw the stars

The diamond fire lights of the scattered stars

On purplish black velvet ground

He thought portals of light

A race of diamond women in the sky

Forged by a race of men like him

He thought himself a man as those

He sensed above and not a god

For he could not compare and know

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From that moment he called her evening star

And thought heaven is her home

And not this dark abode

He schemed now to break through

The entombing mantle crust to no avail

Hammer of amethyst, diamond or gold

Smashed underhangings of rock and earth

And roots but would not reach far enough

To break through into the world above)

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Crystal man could see beyond and know

See and know as one who is in the world above

See and know and be with those above

See, know, be, speak and judge all those above

And the chosen few for paradise

(No, poor damned readers,

paradise is not for you)

And those that deserved quick

Transport down below

But he could not touch nor touched be

(And those of you that have a heart know

That touch is the heart’s beat)

Visit, he might, always return

To his abode

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Though his steps would thunder

Down the halls of men and the sight of him

And words would oft change the course of history

He could not act by deed or touch

So the day when the earth rumbled

And the mantle shifted on its rounds

And the core shuddered, tilted, pulled as though

The One Supreme had squeezed

The earth in great hands

And great lakes and oceans too

Seeped and widened in swift torrents

Toward the core with great masses

Of fire, steam and ash roaring to the sky

The crystal man and evening star

Ran up the cracked earth

An eggshell spilling its soft yolk

But as they arrived at the light of the sun

He could approach but not touch her

As she quickened in step and brightness

Of eyes, her ears heard the ocean’s call

(Which by fate’s or author’s design,

Lay close by)

She leapt to where she was called

And in second leap from water’s

Emerald embrace revealed a leviathan shape

(This is what so long enslaved me to

Humbleness of scribe, story tellers’ paucity of

Imagination, but leviathan I was told

And so repeat)

Leviathan broke the emerald sheen

And disappeared to where sea meets sky

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By distant shore she rode

The waves as full formed woman

(Say it! Of voluptuous grace)

With a soul formed in the deep

As she swam with shadowed

Aqueous graceful shapes which cut

Through deepest purest blue, thick as steel,

Then on top turquoise waves capped

With white stinging froth

As wind passes through orchard trees

Filled with fragrant fruit,

The sea, the wind and distant sounds

Of future foreboding sorrowed ecstasy

All formed her soul

And music leapt to her eyes and mind

Adding a hue of purple, for loss,

To all she saw, and yellow, for life in ecstasy

And in water shuddering sounds

That reached from shore to shore

And vibrated through all the flesh

That swims the sea, she sang of love

No longer of diamonds made,

Not so eye could see, but flesh,

No ribbons of light announcing approach,

But a healthy flesh

Dark as upturned fertile earth

Honeyed by a deep night’s

Moon that sings of woman’s

Strength, desire and self

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The stars rippled on her leaping form

She swam till night was day

Ebony on an opal sea

A dark behemoth and lashing tail

A monster of the sea, but now

She breeched, emerged again

Changed to giant-winged bird

White upon white blue sky as though

Lifted by the breath of a loving god

She flew and was gone within the clouds

Wholly herself