A Sacred Space

A Sacred Space

The love resides within us
wrapped like a shawl
around the chaos ball
regard with reverence
an ornament sacred to the one 
embedded within our voice
who's weaving the cords
formulating each life story
fixated on the implications
transducing the exaltation
a thousand brilliant lamp-stands shine
a call to the wilful warrior
my clan climbs
well beyond the mountaintops
through the densest wood
around the giant baking rocks
over the barren plain
beyond the winnowing sound
until the final day 
the wheel turns again
there again
the cylinder burns
the circuits firing grey
once again return we have
not another dismay
upon the vast silence 
of the winding way.