When the Dams All Break
Cool raindrops,
spring-like, calm summer:
joyful tears.
But tears too flowing
create raging floods,
sweeping walls,
the pouring darkness,
and more grief.
Tears of loss bring loss
when the dams all break.
The Souls in Hell
The souls in hell, they know not God;
they think God but an It,
a being thing unmanifest,
negated and unsplit.
Around the ring their thinking runs,
and evil they define
as that which makes the cosmos be
from stillness and the Mine.
Around the ring their thinking moves,
with rushing color-noise,
vorticial in their history,
unbalanced in their poise.
