The Lash
Chuck French, David Eugene Edwards
Turning wheel
It rolls to unwind
Roll forever on
Forever on
In a straight line
There are none
And they are mine
Only the many
Endless unfolding
Of the end
Of ages time
Principalities
And powers of might
Thrown to the stone of light
Foundations are afire
Sympathetic star
The beam supporting
Wisdom’s house
Lain by the king of Tyre
All afire
All aflame
Of the eleusinian field
On the road to Emmaus
Right here in the dream
Herе he has placed us
On the hеight
At the philosophical bottom
He had placed us
Right here in the dream
They are none
And they are mine
Only the many
Endless unfolding
To the end
Of ages time
As a judge retired to chamber
D liberator
The earth forever rings
The earth forever sings
The no eye has seen
And heard no ear
In the world of the lash
This lash here