Tusks of Life, lift me up
Cradle my maddened mind
in your grey firmament and
serpentine trunk
of compassion

Envelope me whole
Flood my nostrils
with this scent of earth
and true air

Free me from this cavernous pain
millennia old

Tusks of Life, lift me up
So I may kiss my forehead to yours
and embrace all that
and shall

Lift me up, Oh Lord
And crush me into oblivion

And then, from your uncreated,
cosmic, blackness…

Breathe your timeless breath.
OM me into Being

Lift me up, please


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