Fierce Flower

Fierce flower that arrogant at Dawn arises: flustered by the very sap of life blood coursing you become Self more and more as the day deepens. You become drunken Self at noon and midday in the day's zenith. then the nadir begins as from each zenith For every zenith how long will it remain zenith? If it ever-continues then how it be zenith the pyramid of lower courses that be not there? unflustered yet as through the lazy afternoon where the sweetness of mid-sleep and of sweet resting makes for the genesis of the nadir. Sunset unveils the statue of Nadir. Dusk deepens it. Gives it its waning colors its fading twilight waters unquiet irrequietness restlessness of a changing Order. Night will be sovereign. then the zenith will be reversed by the new order the new order of the night it will have in princes, the princes of the stars and of the Duke Moon: then we will go home hand in hand and be one with the ghosts Shadows and Shrouds.