The Empyrean - Schammasch

The crackling fires of untruth in which we

Burn through the days, and the dark waters

Of dreams in which we drown at night

The blazing skies at a new dawn

The prayers that we blindly babble

The golden purity of a swarm of flying birds

The pulsating blood that flows through

Everything but this moment

The encounter of staring into a

Stranger’s eyes through the mirror

Of the self, the death of nations

The poison that strikes as words

All the eternal secrets we carry

The spiteful remark of a broken promise

The fear of touching the higher self

Even if it’s just for one second

The oceanic grace of equanimity once in a blue moon

The mountains and hills of forsaken landscapes

The infinite wisdom of every withering flower

The frozen depths of untold memories

Searing all flesh and mind

The burning lakes of pasts unspoken

The silent beauty of decay

The freedom that comes through acceptance

The joy of losing everything

All anxiety and anguish

Pain and grief, all hatred and envy

Every tear that falls, every instant in desire

In solitude, every spark of hope or illusion

Joy or forgiveness

Every moment of peace and content

All passion and love

All these things are

One, for us to witness

Once we return to our birthright

And all is none

ॐ भूर्भुव: स्व:

तत्सवितुर्वरेन्यं ।

भर्गो देवस्य धीमहि

धीयो यो न: प्रचोदयात् ।।