The messengers with sharpened heels   Flew backwards into whose galloping arms   And the impassioned Phoenix   Drawls a sad goodnight to fiction's tomb      Then come to me secretly   And with your silken feather   And with your silken feather   Open your rooms      Never, in fact, as he gazed amazed   At two lost eyebrows lisping into the unexpected   And the archetypal postman delivering your seed letters   Whose eyes are black eggs really   Upon a long shore, upon a long shore   Open your door, open your door      'Ask anyone,' he muttered, as he spat a small,   Brilliant blue insect whirring into the gauze.   'I would advise stilts for the quagmires,   And camels for the snowy hills   And any survivors   Their debts I will certainly pay.   There's always a way, there's always a way.      I smiled with that gallantly concealed forceful nervousness   That has proved that oysters cry   And that I have come to know and accept as myself.   And plucking a barbed feather from the morose universe   I called him deathless   And he left before he could reply   Open your eyes, open your eyes      Our first father, Abraham, whose bosom   Was the unique soul of the humans   Was certainly as bewildered as we are   If not infinitely more so   And with an ancient ceremonial gesture of dismissal   He pointed forward.      Verily, verily   Verily, verily      The first day was golden   And she coloured the sun   And she named it Hyperion   And she made it a day of light and healing      The second was silver   And she coloured the moon   And she named it Phoebe   And she made a day of enchantment and the living waters      And the third was many-coloured   And she coloured the earth   And she made a day of joy   With the scarlet strength of seed      In the fourth black and white were mingled into quicksilver   And she coloured Mercury   And she made a day of wisdom   And the signs that are placed in the firmament      The fifth was bright blue   And she envisaged Jupiter   And she made a day of awe and circles, circles   And she sent it to guide the blood of the universe      The sixth was burning with icy, green flames that glowed white   And of her beauty she made Venus   And she made a day of love   Whereby all beings are united      The seventh was rich purple of the mollusks   And she coloured Chronos   And she made a day of idleness and repose   Whereon all beings cease from struggle.      Verily, verily   Verily, verily      I am the pebble in your very own eye   I am the sword and your enemy dies.   I am the storm and the hurricane wind   I am the thorn of an unkind friend   I am desire what colour my eyes?   I am Loki wizard of lies   Catch me, find me, see me if you can   I am the guilt of an honest man      Then seven times we raised our arms and with cat-stretch   Sent our footspells yawning into the multitudes      In need we called upon the mother of all living   Three times for succor   But with ambitious spears they made us change   They crouched behind their mirrors and fought on.      I will not allow them praise   That broke the harmonious globe in splintered fragments   And yet they moved perforce with a perfect pattern   And complemented harmony with dischord   And light with darkness      It was then that we stepped out of our world machine   Between the palm and the fingers   Peeling like gloves      And for each eye that shed one tear,   We made of that tear an ocean   And in the five directions   We loosed our several craft.      Wild sea, I say today,   Please be a sweet cow for me   Amethyst galleon, out on the rolling sea   Gentle as lightning, easily   Take me to the root of the world tree   Amethyst galleon, out on the rolling sea      Your face is consumed in a bruised sky's glance   By the brazen wall with your sword and lance   Where   Where dappled maidens, endless danced   Round the root of the world tree.      Wild sea, I say today   Please be a sweet cow for me   Amethyst galleon, out on the rolling sea      Wild sea, my love is salty for me   Every ripple in her body is a wave in me   Amethyst galleon, out on the rolling sea.