the dutch mirror – when one goes wandering (movement ii)


when one goes wandering

movement ii

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i know what happens when you go a wandering

you know what happens when i go a wandering

when i go a wandering you know  what happens

you know what happens when i go a wandering

 

you are the dark one the beloved the dark one are you

i am the light one the lover the light one am i

 

without you seeing me without me seeing you

when my one mindful hand touches not yours

when your one hartful hand touches not mine

when your one mindful hand touches not mine

when my one hartful hand touches not yours

when eyes see nought and hands touch nought

without hands seeing without eyes touching

 

we know what happens when one of us goes a wandering,

when the other half of our one soul strays off a wandering

part of us falling madly part seeking crazily each the other

 

you know what happen when i go a wandering

 

when upward i blindly leaping and wailing

forgetting the olde ways of magick and chanting

getting lost in the emptiness of the starry deepening

losing the trackless course of the silvery mooning

 

the glamouring stars dimming the sorcerer’s stone cracking

 

the galaxies stop not evolving and dancing

spiraling the darkness in fluid lightening

even meandering comets finding their way

halting not crumbling stardust into emptiness

 

when i go a wandering you know what is happening

 

when near and close clamoring crushing crowding

heedlessly mindless of what is obvious even foolishly

deluding myself with strange and perverse dreaming

forgetting the way of dissolving and surrendering

 

the alchemist’s holy fire smelting dust into goldening

 

golden apollo refusing not  rising and shining

in the robin singing beneath the eagle winging

the ancient forest retreats into disenchanting  dreaming

allowing creations darkly lurking lunging languishing

gatesofhell

you know what is happening when i go a wandering

chrétien marc valentine

(© 07 juni 2014 – revision)

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