floating in the endless ocean

       an appeasement to the gods

                                           the all - seeing  Eye


        scans  you,   completely,    all  realities  at  once


            for sight to  return

                to an organ so dulled in Meschurilian intervals


          so  laquered  with  the  silkthreaded  sheen  of   Time  .   .    .

 as a cocoon which engulfs the heart

 the hive of bees circling inward

                    a violent rush of blood to the extremities

 of   time

 so taught the ancients

floating in the heavens

                                   upon  stone  monoliths

                              across   the   endless   ocean  .   .   .