CELESTIAL CHALICE

Sub-zero survival of freezing and melting,

We are yesterday’s snow, tomorrow’s sluice,

O, the Sanctity of all Seventh Heaven and Cloud Nine,

Smear down the oozing blood from the hollowness of our heart

Thaw our tears from the doppelganger ogles of compassion

Bestow us a chance to gasp from the goblet of vacuity

Gratis from the vanished dreams of night’s emptiness

Grant the seascape to enjoy the clarity of the dawn

Bestow us the boon to enter the isle of infinity