The Black Heavens Open

After a great encounter

Where triumphant glory meant

To cast off the ashes

Of pathetic old non-ideas

And to stand solitarily

On a snow field that became a place

Of falling the dark might upon

Guided to the verge of solitude

They disappeared then

And i stand before the immensity

That took my breath

As the rays of fullmoon would reveal

That i crossed the boundary

Divine consciousness

Evidently in evil’s sense

Has conquered my heart

I’ll fill the emptiness

With fulfillment of my feelings’ depth

And the true emptiness which

Used to appear the essence

Will remain so far, far

So i stand there when the wood

Seemed to open its gates

In a stack of offals

Of those i’ve rejected

And what now diverged

In a crystalline majestic cold

Of this great hateful sanctity

And i reached the conscience

Of a victory in the glorious night

And i could behold the black heavens

That opened before me…