Genesis

This is the beginning and the end
The rise and the fall
Our gait will begin its saunter at the source
When the infant learns to crawl

Place your hands on mine
Untie your mind
Let your bloated brain
Balloon and float away
Wet the end of the thread
Thimble upon your index

Set the needle on its path
Bobbing up and down and past
Tears and seams all turn to one
With every stitch and each spool spun

Feed the line through its eye
Draw it from the other side
Pull the strand to satisfy
The need to compose

The genetic map
The scientific gap
The detailed blueprints
Swept under carpets

All we did was thread the eye
Of the silver splinter
We simply planted the seed
And nursed it through winter
The rest is up to you to do with what you'll do

To learn and love and laugh
'Til the cycle circles back
I'll just separate
Weigh anchor, disengage
Divide and disappear
And see you in the mirror

(Slave to the sight)
O the Scientist was the author and the architect
The angels were his ink slingers
His actors and actresses

His two purest talents were Ahrima and Nidria
Two destined hearts
Bound by the same idea
The unrelenting constancy of love and hope
Can rescue and restore you from any scope

In her, Ahrima confided his curbing frustration
His gifts had been exhausted
O, how they'd misused them

She averted his passion and eased his blood
And so he confessed it to her
(A slave to your eyes)
He had fallen in love