A sullen mountain of dusty dreams
protects your Aquarian heart
from the feel of the cold, raw earth
I'm waiting for you
at the top of the pillar-
the celestial zenith
standing with the records of the universe
all there is, was, will be
yet,
it is merely trivial to you
your heartache takes precedence
over the entirety of the cosmos
the Frivolity of Man
is nothing to your day-to-day
waiting
I'm at
The Axis Mundii
to you, something blue
Vishnu
a God in your eyes alone
your hopeless mortal existence
something betwixt the Earth and the Spirit.