On Disappearing

Be warned young traveller in the dark

All is but thoughts and imagination

Vibrations in an ocean of pulsating energy

These words carry with them the power of the Universe

Speak them only in the dark of night

Upon crossroads ‘neath a shadow moon

At the hour of the changing day

When the future has yet to dawn

And so may be changed

Stand within the sacred circle

Shed the robes of modern day

For should these words be uttered right

You will indeed vanish into maelstrom’s way

There time and space is yours to command

But only if your voice is strong

Vibrate the words with heart and soul

They mean but nought ’tis sound that works

Be it strong and pure, it will be the pebble in the pond

Ripple your sound across the void of darkness

…And begone.

Read but from memory’s page alone

The eyes should see,the mind to read but, speaketh not

The lips be still and tongue be silent

Let the sound issue forth from the heart alone

O arglwydd goruchaf bwrw hyn. cnawd, y gwaed hwn,

yr esgyrn hyn i storm amser a lle. Bwrw fy enaid

i'r lle mae fy nghalon yn ei ddymuno

I ffwrdd oddi yma, i ffwrdd oddi yma, i ffwrdd oddi yma