FOUR MONTHS CRAWLING WITH TALONS THE LOAD

FOUR MONTHS CRAWLING WITH TALONS THE LOAD M Buchanan

These are words of joy to keep For me to sow and you to reap To lay every swollen hell to rest Receding like shy waves so deep

Lay your fears here Rest them heavily and high Wrench and tear their talons loose and steer them into fright Let doom recede like shy waves on the beach Your joy set on the breeze Long from filthy forgotten depths Set all rapt and free A light that lives only in natures dreams A heaven that restitches all your seams A joy that’s yours and yours alone A joy that never leaves A heaven that stitches all broke seams A love that lives only in natures dreams

Formless herds of bounding dreams and light filled hearts falling free

Four months crawling with talons the load Oh how long will the long love grow Clot that hearts river flow

Bless our decay and our rotten frames Woven with fury and hope so plain Broke with splinters sprawled over the crash As waves collapse and curl under the rain To live in a peace that’s cased and abashed Bone as to marrow as rich as to bland Wings to the air who’ve since been lashed Thrashed and scorched by our own hand

These days fade out as loves last breath As the fray was woven but saw it’s death As the grey was cloven back from black As each fracture buckled ‘til they had nothing left As rivers run dry As strong limbs leapt Then fell short but whose flow still kept The fury that flew through hearts of glass Pelting the breeze and mast that wept

Let’s tear their walls down silently Let’s build castles out of fearful memories Walk with me down to the valley now Let’s tear down endlessly

Find glimmer in the dirt you trudge In trenches and in weeds and mud Bask in the flight of black clouds overhead and the shining of their blood Bless the rivers flow It’s pure pulsing core Watch them in their glory grow Flowing ever more

Weeping tattered torniquette Wrap and take those blues away Those savages ungodly O glory paragate Gate gate paragate Gone beyond the shore Carried on the crest of waves With anchors ever moored

There is a joy in silence And pace in a mountains stride

Fill trenches that case you with endless light Pelting boars tire as they circle in the night Fight the vultures long but lay with their wings Rid of all gloom and it’s blackened delight Wretched blackness cleansed back to white Blindingly bright Blindingly bright Like gold draped over queens and draped over kings Your angels won’t be gathered and marched to the light

This place which i did fear has come home And thusly my false grip slipped away Wrenched astray Love fell grazed and turned to war And churned out all our bitter flaws Fell to rotting aged floorboards My truth has grown frail and sailed to a place where no brass dreams are hammered with hate Endlessly the flow Endlessly in droves Endlessly my unwound threads all sewn

I have found myself standing at the shore I have attached my wings again And i’m ready to leap away To be finished with the constant climb For all light to pour out from behind my eyes Passing beyond Going beyond Gone beyond the shore