Sun Of The Sleepless
			  To the Elements


1. The Burden

"And now my charms are all o'erthrown
And what strength I have's mine own
Which is most faint, now ti's true
I must here be released by you

But release me from my bands
With the help of your good hands
Gentle breath of yours my sails
Must fill, or else my project fails,

Which was to please. Now I want
Spirits to enforce, art to enchant
And my ending is despair,
Unless I be relieved by prayer

Which pierces so that it assaults
Mercy itself and frees all faults
As you from your crimes would pardon'd be
Let your indulgence set me free."

[William Shakespeare]


2. Motions

Behold!
The secret mountain spring
Its waters in vital excess
- never motionless

Lo!
The leafs that dance in the wind
In the depth and all heights aloof
- the air is in the move

Poisonous mind - standing still
Follow the flow - become thy self

Bow to the king of all kings
Bow to the queen of all queens

Touch the mountain! - elated by oceans of time
Proud and tall - it can not fall

Feel the fire!
Mother of life and death
All consuming flame - never the same


3. The Owl

Hunter of silence
Awakened...
Wary thine eye
in the dark

With sharpened senses
in quiescence glides
The Owl

Sublime Observer
of the earthly ado

Wisdom, prevision
- with unrivaled view
The Owl

Wanderer between the spheres
Its stroke of wings in silence clad
and so unnoticed it appears
as messenger of the dead

A passage
Thorugh nocturnal skies... glides...
The Owl

Wanderer between the spheres
Its stroke of wings in silence clad
and so unnoticed it appears
as messenger of the dead

Sublime, free, forever at night
The Owl


4. Where In My Childhood Lived A Witch

Right by the olden forest lane
there stood a crooked hut
All mossy stone and rusty chain
and weathered wood on bricks of mud

And in the winters cold as ice
there seemed to shine a light inside
And in the summer rains by night
something hid there in disguise

There lived a witch
I saw her weave my dreams

There by the olden forest lane
in wooden scent of fir and pine
Clad in a light arcane
it stood embraced by rampant wine

And in the winters cold as ice
there seemed to shine a light inside
and in the summer rains by night
something hid there in disguise

There lived a witch
I saw her weave my dreams

To play of light
in the trees
when the stars ignite
and the breeze
of the wind whispers
to me...
To this site I return

Forest ever green
Night reigns supreme
Magic of the scene
Weave my dreams

There lives a witch
I see her weave my dreams


5. Forest Crown

Hear sound in the trees
The Wind in the leafs
Old, old wisdom's found
where the branches sound


6. The Realm Of The Bark

In the depths of the woods...
Infinity of trees
Dew strokes moss,
branches, leafs

A strong spirit reigns
- sacrosanct, pure
Resinous scent
elates the allure

In the realm of the bark

Emerald church
Wooden Priest
Hear the prayer silently

In the morass
vermin crawl
Where roots are deep
crowns rise tall

In the realm of the bark

Emerald church
Wooden Priest
Hear the prayer silently


7. Phoenix Rise

In all beauty there is shadow
Immaculate and false
In the clearest water's poison
To him who sees the fault

In all pain there is a halo
Weak and of cold light
In all sleep's a wake
A ceasing of all night

Absorbed and extinct,
Summoned from the embers glare
From the cold ash
Imposed into the air

In ruin is creation
In all rest's a strife
In dolefulness lies hope
Where in all death is life

Feed thy sanctum to the flame...

Fall temples fall
Into nothingness exiled
Cast down the ruins
Spoil all within thine eye

Burn fire burn
Burn every thing that is defiled
Burn Phoenix burn
In feral, untamed flame to die

"From ashes a fire shall be woken
A light from the shadows shall spring
Renewed shall be the blade that was broken
The crownless again shall be king"

[J.R.R. Tolkien]