Oak Root

Root of Oak
Speaking one spoke
Twin serpents spiral about
Twin serpents dance beyond doubt
Acorn resting to bloom
Water blessed of the moon
Ascending forth of earth’s crest
Ever upward to find new nest
I am the voice spoke he
The rock of security
Feel the rhythm of breathing breath
Understand all life is death
The root of understanding I am
First path of the twisted strand
The water falls as a caress
Feel of the deep, as serpent of ness
I am the voice spoke she
Feel thyself, tender roots decree
Pulsation of ecstatic call
Siren and nurse, rising we fall
The dragon rose, spewing forth flame
Great destroyer of all name
I am the voice he declared
Immortality I stare
To destroy all, to all create
To give endless seed under forest great
First touch of breeze, whisper of voice
Frenzied storm, death of no choice
I am the song spoke she
The first and the last to see
Taker and giver of hearts
Destroyer of ends, creator of starts
Ever skyward entwined
Upon the spirit wings dine
To wrap and twist upon the neck
To play hands of the deck
I muttered a word, the primeval sound
Thus was first birth, birth of the ground
All I could see in plain sight
Alas, one eye, the serpent did bite
Blinded, witness of first sunrise
Clear is the mist of moon’s cry
Twisting, intwined does one climb
To settle upon crown’s shrine
Wings descend the sky of most high
To crown a new king, a new king to die

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