Legion

Our name is Legion
for we are many

Spinning like a top
or the world
running down
Down
Down
Radiating away
all our goodness
Shining in the dark

Beneath The Temple
is a chamber walled with lead
Within which dwells
The Raging Darkness
Bound by chains of word
Spells If you will
Incantations
Enchantments
Chains wrought of air
and thought

Brehmstrahlung
When we move curving
towards the good
We radiate into The Darkness
Giving our light
to the Abyss

She is the Great Sea
She is the water of life
She is waves breaking
on the cliffs of death
Granite rocks
Black basalt
Dikes and sills
In the crack
An Iris blooms

Let us say
She was torn asunder
And from her was made
All that is
From whom was made
All that is not?

If you drive us from here
Will we not move there?
If we are driven from there
Will we not return here?

Truly
What is made
Cannot be unmade
What is done
Cannot be undone
The world is not a bed
Nor dirty dishes
To lather rinse repeat

Our name is Legion
For we are many.