 | Through the heart of the Earth Their call comes unbidden From the Spring of their Birth I followed the mist Of the nightwater calling To the place of my tryst with the blackwater falling I fell far below in a darkness complete To her Heart did I go For I heard her Heart beat. In the center of All pulsed a Life that was living And the Darkwater's call Sang the life she was giving |  |
Art by Gilbert Williams
Poem by Treesinger