Recovered by now the gashes and the cracks
bidden all my farewells and gone beyond my self
out of the labyrinth also the last hedgerow
the vain illusions I commit to oblivion
I dedicate my entire journey to heaven
true alliance that rainbow
it did not split that veil asunder
just blurred the full view over there yonder
always partial that narrative prose
right left right the martial path
scattered tiles the mosaic incomplete
in separating the human and the divine
remember that nothing disappears
when the pendulum ceases to swing.