In the mind of god The dead sleeping lie And the little cogs though unmoving Hover over the turning wheel All life's a farce The broken bird is draped over the paths And paths and paths and paths And those who say this world is not The bloody gleaming paradise of blood and jewel Lie Opal and pearl bloodsocket castings Ruby jasmine jasper and onyx Chalcedonthrone and ambergriscrown Golden green leafwork Scrolled with the farstars Pitted with the moonworlds Mother alldewey Arrayed with the twinkling lights The wovengold spungilded blinking godeyes The spearshafts of heaven The souldwelling rockhomes Are... Dormition and Dominion Dormition and Dominion The Mother is dead The Mother awakens Dormition She sleeps Dominion He rules She sleeps and rules In her starry bodied glory The Mother sleeps The Mother loves Dormition and Dominion I wait ...Are the holders of the world and its dreams I say there is no death No death We have lived before and shall live again And again We have slept before and shall sleep again We have danced through the shallow pools And shall rejoice once again To those who say there is no hope I say liars Liars Liars you are Over the starry dancing stars There is a land Under the sweatribbed brow There is a land And this is the globed world of the Pantocrator Finally I have understood I have understood I have understood Though when I slip sleeping and silently From this ribbed room of sighs You shall not find the history of His personal visit Sewn into my linings perhaps Nevertheless I have understood Where the logician watches god hinge all on a die Nevertheless I have understood! That all this is the breathbetween moment Our eyeslids open and close Between is the land Between the time I first was accepted In between Your brightboned body Between then and there and the time You wept: "Goodbye my love goodbye to you" There there was the land In the pearls of our heart There is the immaculate heavenly loveland In the middle of the forest Acton is slain by his own hounds In the middle of the forestEustace meets the crisscross Stag There is the land he has reached paradise There is no death There is no death There as the stag turns and smiled loved There he was takencaught by the prey All the flowers are blossoming And all the world calls to you: "Dormition" - so you sleep "Dominion" - so you rule Dormition - oh You sleep, Mother Dominion - Father, You rule