Faun and Fall

12/12/12

In a dream last night

there were people I saw today

It was a storm so black

with overwhelming weight and rain

Like the winds of the god's

but neither light nor life could retain

only the will to punish

A god was dark and deathly formed

And in the blindness, 

everyone fell to the lower level

And then my heart was a greenhouse

and where ever I traveled 

You were always there

Falling through the roof of it

Like an idea stuck to the back of the brain

I cannot tell or refrain

give me to you 

Entralled without

the pain of fear
The fear of doubt

And then everything 
from when we had fell
and fauned in vain
like a cathedral