3621. LIKE LINDISFARNE

LIKE LINDISFARNE

- 'Bring me something back from the farthest shore' -

I have ice for hands and a magisterial command of

this one-sourced ancient language. We sanctify the

place of all the planets and stars, whizzing names across

the Heaven's arc'd abyss. As once before explorers came

forth to observe what we were, so now we arrive, looking

forward, to see where it is we may have landed.

Imagination's eye wings forth to breach the sky.

Same-time folds, so as to make the envelope

for Humanity's memory of even Time itself.