Only a palace with interior doors

Well painted well gargoyled with multiple floors

Two windows let free this projector machine

and the magical world here appears on the screen

My servants attend me with tricks of the senses

The past and the future and similar tenses

and on platters of air they convey me my measure

both gladness and sorrow, I lack not for treasure



The lord and his lady are seated within

In the court of the mind where the song does begin

The song is as fine is as fine is as follows

The song does continue through measureless hollows

that sink from the level of personal being

through caverns of darkness where dragons

are dwelling



The mountains above them are raised at my calling

Where the apples are ripe or the rain is a-falling



In ships of white vision I sail the horizon

where three spinners stand beyond the

horizon under the tree of the apples of beauty

I watch them arranging my days and tomorrows

The song is as fine is as fine as it follows



I stood on the beach where the moon was a-curling

Laughed on the wings of the sea birds calling

I loved when sweet Venus a lover did bring me

I cried when sweet Saturn and Jupiter moved us

and all of my servants were fighting their brothers

And the lord and the lady they hated each other

Till the spinners arose with their work on their fingers

Commanding the presence of Heavenly singers

That spoke of the silence so soon to be coming

When all would be still in the wonderful palace

The peace is not stillness but peacefully changing

This hope is the hope of the man on the gallows

The song is as fine is as fine is as follows



The infant I was in the womb of my mother

White sperm I was in the loins of my father

Before that I swam in the oceans of nowhere

Where the fish are as fine as the colour of colours

Where waves are the message of centuries rolling

Where wind is the breath of the Holy Creator

Where no ship sails but only the ocean

Where all the rivers grow mighty with showing

And crowned with the gifts of the myriad valleys

Return with a sigh to the sea of the coming

Forever and ever and ever and ever be glad O be

Glad for the song has no ending