Old drawing cast in ancient imagery, cold lines straight lean and curve right, placed to force the eye to see the center, where the beings are looking backward in time Mixture blue potions of thyme and frankinscence, where myrrh and clove favor the rose and hyacinth, my goddess breathes words into effervescence, and I believe Held wooden carved case engraved, carry silver golden amulets brought by the prince, the King forgot seeing seven and seven with eleven diamonds on hands lifting Lying upon the velvet blankets, purple royal soft plush and full, falling through the underworlds, before given promises are thoughtful, eternal feelings treasured Clock ticking, listening echos resound off marble tiles, sharing mysteries of the forbidden lore, red blood rushes through hearts, and white light fills the amber violet sky Afterglow sheds the skin of day, where blinding radiance feathers in darkness, in the deep’s unknown guise, while the chariot rides over the winds, chasing the arrow Red Comet's tail flies through great bear's domain, shining gates square the noble house, to cross the threshold with outstretched golden wings, and point to the west Tall oak trees and wild mushrooms abound, when the moon is orange full and round, then cast the sticks out to fortune's fable, where each crossing teaches a symbol