Ok, here it goes.
DEATH AND RESURRECTION
© Dwight Wayne “Rip” Van Winkle, Seattle, WA, USA
Friday, May 04, 2007
Leviathan, Dragon of chaos;
Your nails skinned my flesh.
Your teeth gnawed my bones.
Your jaws crushed my skeleton.
Your tongue licked my marrow.
Your lips sucked my juices.
Your cheeks piped a dirge.
Your gullet swallowed me down.
Your stomach’s acid dissolved me.
I called on the one you gobbled up.
I lamented to the one you disgorged.
The slippery one descended into your belly.
He scooped me up in his wineskin.
He carried me along his millennial path.
The breeze gently stirred over the waters.
He breathed life’s breath into my nostrils.
He kissed away all my tears.
Death, you may dine on me yet again,
But we will feast on you at his table,
We will pick and grin forever in his palace.
Together we will lament your passing.
As always, I value your constructive criticism. The music will come later if it comes at all.
DEATH AND RESURRECTION
© Dwight Wayne “Rip” Van Winkle, Seattle, WA, USA
Friday, May 04, 2007
Leviathan, Dragon of chaos;
Your nails skinned my flesh.
Your teeth gnawed my bones.
Your jaws crushed my skeleton.
Your tongue licked my marrow.
Your lips sucked my juices.
Your cheeks piped a dirge.
Your gullet swallowed me down.
Your stomach’s acid dissolved me.
I called on the one you gobbled up.
I lamented to the one you disgorged.
The slippery one descended into your belly.
He scooped me up in his wineskin.
He carried me along his millennial path.
The breeze gently stirred over the waters.
He breathed life’s breath into my nostrils.
He kissed away all my tears.
Death, you may dine on me yet again,
But we will feast on you at his table,
We will pick and grin forever in his palace.
Together we will lament your passing.
As always, I value your constructive criticism. The music will come later if it comes at all.