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Skull Chalice

I conjure them to me
For these spirits
Where the wind of the fells
Where the forceful tempest
 
Today light plays on skin
A joy without mourners
Today fire in the sound-hair
That fire keeps me safe
 
I dance in the skies
On the rocks of the shining lid
Like gleam on the eye's surface
The slash of my guarding wolf
 
With eyes I see a stump in the snow
Snow falling from a dead tree
With eyes I see the dance of the lid
Still darkening from the fire
 
With eyes I see a stump in the snow
Snow falling from a dead tree
With eyes I see the dance of the lid
Still darkening from the fire
Still darkening from the fire
 
Run wolf, run like a horse
Fur-foot in the lands of cattle
Run till the roots swoon
Run with toes, run with skis
 
Run wolf, run like a horse
Fur-foot in the lands of cattle
Run till the roots swoon
Run with toes, run with skis
 
I conjure them to me
For these spirits
Where the wind of the fells
Where the forceful tempest
 
Today light plays on skin
A joy without mourners
Today fire in the sound-hair
That fire keeps me safe
 
I dance in the skies
On the rocks of the shining lid
Like gleam on the eye's surface
The slash of my guarding wolf
 
With eyes I see a stump in the snow
Snow falling from a dead tree
With eyes I see the dance of the lid
Still darkening from the fire
 
With eyes I see a stump in the snow
Snow falling from a dead tree
With eyes I see the dance of the lid
Still darkening from the fire
 
With eyes I see a stump in the snow
Snow falling from a dead tree
With eyes I see the dance of the lid
Still darkening from the fire
 
Like running on down
The snowshoes carry me
Like generous plows
In its hands my fire
 
The head is a long day's hair
The flame's head a meadow flower
I myself am a bear hide
A pike's mind, a skull chalice
 
I dance in the skies
On the rocks of the shining lid
Like gleam on the eye's surface
The slash of my guarding wolf
 
With eyes I see a stump in the snow
Snow falling from a dead tree
With eyes I see the dance of the lid
Still darkening from the fire
 
Run wolf, run like a horse
Fur-foot in the lands of cattle
Run till the roots swoon
Run with toes, run with skis
 
Like running on down
The snowshoes carry me
Like generous plows
In its hands my fire
 
The head is a long day's hair
The flame's head a meadow flower
I myself am a bear hide
The pike's mind, the skull chalice
 
Skull chalice
Skull chalice
Skull chalice
 


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