PROLOGUE
Again
I was trailing the desert—
Waves of sand
Reflecting
faint lights in the night,
Stars shining,
The night was chill
And
The wind blew lightly
Swirling sands
Upon shoes
Sifting through clothes
And lying upon my hair
"Time has weathered"
I thought
As I traveled the sands
"And eons
Have passed;
But soon
Now
I will find the light
Of the rising sun"
The sand crunched
As I footed it
Below
The wind whistled
Through the starlit night
Raising fingers
From the white sands
The moon was slowly rising
And its light
Was streaming
Shadows
Upon a still sea
Of barren land
I searched the horizon
As I crested a dune
I stood upon,
Looking for another garden
Within the Universal desert
As of yet
I could see none,
But one was near
For the scent of liquid air
Filled my perception
As I searched for the garden
I thought again
Of the rising sun
"The light to make
My gardens green,
My skies blue,
And my white mountains bright;
And soon now
It comes
Rising
On the horizon -
The power in existence
To brighten
My future paths"
Gradually,
As I stood upon the crest—
My mind
In meditative thought,
As the moon
Rose
Slowly
Casting long shadows,
And as the sound of the wind
Upon wind
Whistling
And wind
Upon sand
Swirling
Grew mentally distant,
It began
Slowly
It grew louder
The sound
The ringing in my mind
The sign of Ad Infinitum
Sometimes
Like a roar—
Sometimes
Like a whisper
Spoke
The Voice,
But always
To hear it
Was like a storm in the night
I moved
A few steps forward
And sat
Upon the crest,
Legs sloping down,
And I looked at the stars
"The night becomes a silent trip"
I thought
As I watched the infinite lights
"The voice—
Like a cat on running black velvet
Ever coming
Padding softly
The silent stalk
Quiet now
And listen
Hear it"