From Days of Mercury


prelude in transit

~”wordless darkness that underlies all verbal truth~Perhaps something only music could suggest”   -Timebends  by Arthur Miller


spiraling dissonance
dragged out of the ice basilica

Sutured behind a wing
vanished into sky

escaping through hands
Unwritten unspoken

swallowing the illusion
mourned to infinity

retold through time
vanquished eye
Secret away
witness from afar

catapulted yet saved in the steeled notes

banished from consciousness
but not lost finally
in the
precision of this music
conjured from the lines
Of  profane air

blessed  godless rune

sacred to itself

foretold by the wings of mercury

a prelude in transit
Riveted to his track
then returned

this night

where these souls and eyes

dance again