Lovers May Come And Go, There Was

We Are Voyagers, Discoverers Of The Not-known, The Unrecorded; We Have No Map; Possibly We Will Reach Haven, Heaven.

War Is A Fevered God Who Takes Alike Maiden And King And Clod.

I Had Drawn Away Into The Salt, Myself, A Shell Emptied Of Life.

We Don't Have To Know,only To Be:let Go The Jumble Of Worn Words,reason And Vanity.

Luminous, Unfearful; High-priestesses, Our Fervour Shall Banish All Evil.