Threefold - Lux Interna

Listen now to the voice of the wood

I have heard

And yes, I’ve understood

Read the word

In the braille of the bark

Touch is the language of the dark

See through the eye of the tree

The love-knotted oak reveals the Three

And when she speaks in a primitive tongue

And when we sing we sing as one

Come, oh come

New Jerusalem

Born in the heavy-hearted one

My heart is heavy

Wrought iron and oak

My hands are branches

Broken by the weight of the word that You spoke

I’ve waited all night

For your darkfiretongue

For your words

For Aurora to come

Speak to me in a primitive tongue

I do not understand this new tongue

I do not understand

All I’ve seen and all I’ve done

All I’ve been and all I’ve become

One as three and three

As one