The Goal of Life

Is to create your soul
Is to bury your darkest hour
And darkest heart in black earth
Is to love without reservation
And yet survive to love again
I have climbed half a mountain
I sleep above the snow line
And dream a shadow of my past
When I was rich beyond measure
Or knowing

Ecstatic union
Heart open like a window
On the waters of the world
The solace of mutual syncope
She was a rose and a diamond
Filled with fire and holy water
A holy mountain promising
Heaven and love eternal
And a winding path leading
Down into a valley of darkness

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