Friday, March 03, 2006

Tenebrae - Songs of Darkness

Consumed by Fire

*Deus, in adiutorium meum intende. Domine, ad adiuvandum me festina.

Every word an eternal fire
And yet you think I have forgotten
All dewdrops that fell from your lips long ago –
Oh but I merely long
For litanies, to alchemize these to icicles,
That I may burn my memories in this wilderness
With your light.

The Death of Fire

Lover and friend hast thou put far from me, mine acquaintance is darkness.

How desolate this place is
Yet no more than the space I left behind,
The fires lit by others I kill blaze by blaze -
Oh but I merely wish
Forgetfulness, to throw your face in shadows,
That I may quench all hopes of resurrection of lust and longing
In your light.


Broken Music

Shall thy wonders be known in the dark? Shall the dead arise and praise thee?

The canticle melts into the darkness
And the notes fall like tears from the night sky,
Lonely, gasping, torn asunder from the word –
Oh but I merely desire
The death of voices, to silence expression,
That I may hide behind veils, stone walls, and my eyes
Without your light.

Death

I have come into deep waters and the torrent washes over me.

The words I longed to tell you breathe their end
They drown in the tears you held in your eyes when I left,
They flit in the space that I imagined was you –
Oh but I will delude you no longer
There will never be a turning back, a return to you,
That I don’t repeat this loss, this dying of music
In the murder of our light.

*O God, come to my assistance. O Lord, make haste to help me.

5 comments:

the still dancer said...

I read these words and opened my mouth to speak, but then I wrapped myself in the darkness of these words and they tore from my gasping lungs an endless silence. We labour in the smithies of our consciences, while you see, and bcecome, a vision of that eternal darkness that is the keenest of flames.
Da uno chi conosce la musica delle parole ad una chi può modellarlo con la sua luce, saluto!

SPECKLED_BAND said...

Quite simply, magnificent. You are a force.

Alex said...

thanks :-)

panu said...

Amazingly well thought out. the words make me want to drown in them... if you don't think I am being too fanciful.

Inkblot said...

The death of fire- pretty scorching in its perfection I would say.

Beautifully woven- all the bits.