The Kingdom

PART THE FIRST

Solid, fertile earth
With ever shifting, impressive grace.
Rich and strong forever, in light, my base.

May I be nameless
Will thou hidest away my face?
And forever keep hidden my secret disgrace?

That I might forever lust.
That I might live without a name
And you my lord would keep from me my shame.

O’ lust of light!
And lust of darkness, all
Let me be both free and captured in thine thrall!

In withered oak
Filled to brim with earthly might
Thou dist savest me from my plight!

My lord and tower
Will I then be your bride?
Come; rest you now, down by my side.

PART THE SECOND

Holy inferno
Behold as I callest thee
For I am not ready to lie yet under this tree!

To holy bush
To hawthorn and ash
To rowan now the flames all dash.

Behold!
The solid oak is now ivy vine
A gentle virgin; bearing fruit and wine.

As an actor will change his part
So I now change mine
And embrace all things debauched and fine.

Yea behold again
For now I am groom and she is bride
But she sleeps not softly by my side

Licentious joy,
Lascivious stirrings drive me high
As I nestle my self amongst her soft, white thigh

O’ un-wed virgin.
Wilt thou completest I
When amongst fallen leaves together we lie?