I Dance on the Vine of Eternity

See also: Pairidaēza Suite | Full Album & Poetry by Simon J. E. Drew

Ever here, yet ill-defined,
Ever near, yet far behind,
High and low I twist and wind
Throughout the gardens of thy mind.

Ever the Saint, yet e’er grotesque, 
Ever the truth, yet ever the jest, 
Evil at worst, divine at best,
I’m he who is cursed and I’m he who is blessed.

I’m that which will rise and I’m that which has set,
I’m He who’s thy stranger and He who ye’ve met,
I’m ever in mind, though ye often forget, 
I’m Nature and Culture, a thrilling duet.

I’m that which encloses, I’m that which breaks free,
I’m flower and pollen, I’m honey and bee,
I’m sky and forest and sand and sea, 
I’m cow and crane, I’m dog and flea.

I’m that which is shined upon, that which reflects,
I’m that which is perfect, I’m that which defects,
I’m simple and clear, yet wild and complex,
I’m that which is parting and that which connects.

I’m He who has died and I’m He who’ll be born, 
I’m He who they love and I’m He who they scorn, 
I’m the scapegoat they spit on, the Saviour they mourn, 
And I’m wrapped around thee, and to thee, I’m sworn. 

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