You have the music to redeem me,
entwined in your soul, you have the magic,
the erotic mystery, the deep ebony eyes
in which the nebulae hide, I know no other place
for you except the passion of our embrace,
I know no secret to hide from you, no ember of past
or future life, the seasons are the seasons of our love,
each varied, vibrant & beautiful, wrought in the most
intense & ecstatic colours, we are the ocean gliding beneath
the moon, the great strong rivers, the flocks ascending
above the windswept grass, let the gods & comets seek us,
let the dimensions rip & spill forth fruit, we will feast
on Cosmic bounty, we will call upon the mountains,
ancient songs to wake the stars, the worlds will remember
us & haunt us with their prophecies, for we will return,
like a blessing or half seen dream, the mystics will revere
us, the riders, the rovers, the lone knights errant & the
masters of exotic crafts, let the wild winds call us,
in the blossoms & the reeds, we will return,
we will sing here, we will dance & be reborn...
--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...