Where Do Owls Sleep?

Web of Wyrd

tom: Afinação:
i. Karma Relative 
Grant'd all are greater or lesser reborn 
am I the lever pick from a bird's view? 
Could wake a king and with wing as howlet sweep 
tell me: 
-Where do owls sleep? 

Out of the sow's ear is not made a silk purse 
from feculence yet tuft of wheat stemeth 
Since thusly from fallen rise aught such we reap 
tell me: 
-Where do owls sleep? 

Earth to earth, ashes to ashes 
Sowing, harvest, forage, dung 
One day zephyrs shift to gashes 
And fruits plummet whence they've 
sprung 

Resolution 
Predestined is the price some say 
In favor be my bet of chance 
That fate's concluded 'long our way 
rather than resolved in advance 
Routine detour - surprise cliche? 
I stand by happenstance! 

Way of Wyrd 
Dwell rain, vulture and forget-me-not 
'till all lifeforce hath gone 
from sepulture, shieldskin that doth rot, 
my soul to carrion 
(my soul to carrion) 

Extoleth in lament the hereafter 
thy crack'd a voice 
Yet was wrought conviction like words were 
shouldst thou not rejoice? 


ii. Dogmatic Faiths; A Pagan Perspective 

Be crucial the crusifix 'yond casket's rim 
afterlife fitteth man but where wend beast? 
If not to kingdom on high nor Stygian deep, 
tell me: 
-Where do owls sleep? 

Some be of asperity and some are salt, 
others still tailor'd with less and rarer 
Why toss at kismet's hand or turn in Zeus' keep 
tell me: 
-Where do owl's sleep? 

Carpe diem - memento mori 
fallen ill, aged or up-truss'd 
Notwithstanding every story, 
spine and column turn to dust 

Revolution 
Anon the sun whirl'd the earth 'round 
some play past nature's cycles still 
Ever the mortal coil's rewound 
Auld brace and bit - pneumatic drill 
When is our next 'paradigm found' 
what won't last and what will? 

The More Things Change... 
'Twixt sylvan changelings and abducting 'greys', 
leaps of faith equal 'bout one roman pace 

...the More They Stay the Same 
Yorick poor - unearth'd, inert 
what of the man that once thou wert? 
Embalm'd, burn'd. whelm'd in cryogen 
to be or not to be again? 


iii. This Defeat, This Victory 

Hail! Hail! 
The king is dead - Long live the king 
Hail! Hail! 
From toppled oak shooteth a sapling 

'Loss and possession 
Death and life are one 
There falls no shadow where 
There shines no sun' 
(-Hilaire Belloc) 

Live! Live! 
If we prevail just long enow 
Die! Die! 
Then we also forfeit somehow 

Forsaking and forgiving 
on hunt, at war, in strife 
Live for sake of living 
and die to give for consequence of life 

Way of Wyrd 
Drain well vulture (and forget me not), 
'till all lifeforce hath gone, 
(from sepulture) shieldskin that doth rot 
my soul to carry on 
(my soul to carry on) 

Extoleth in lament the hereafter 
thy crack'd a voice 
Yet was wrought conviction like words were 
shouldst thou not rejoice? 


iv. Where Ye Go - There Ye Be 

Is death same at beggar's side 
in crib, rectory and king's castle, 
unto hornets who sting and willows that weep? 
tell me: 
-Where do owls sleep? 

With naught fall by in confinement 
With naught sally forth thro' urn 
Whither henceforth, whence this advent? 
Withdraw, trancend or return? 


v. On Wings of a Dream...
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