Scripture of Exaltation and Punishment

Slow crawl amidst boughs of oak

Where light of sun is banished

The incubus of karma is upon us

How tall these trees, scent dampened by earth

Where darkness and cold shade reign

I seek the wooded secrets

The knowledge that conceals more than it reveals

I am the voice of all sorrows

I am the source of all pain

I speak the voice of sorrow

I speak the voice of pain

So harmoniously beautiful

So reverently melodious

The deceptive magic of temptation

Respite only in deep dreamless sleep

These temptations

The seeing of their loathsomeness eludes me

Evil incarnations

Broken vows

Of the old kings

Dark span looming

Onerous chants

Linger in the peripheral

Evil, evil

Fates weave through winding fates

Darkness lay siege to light

Exaltations turn to punishments

All earthly pleasures cease

The incubus of karma is upon us.....