30 Red Houses

The birds are sweetly singing

The birds are sweetly singing

The birds are sweetly singing

The birds are sweetly singing

The birds are sweetly singing

The birds are sweetly singing

The birds are sweetly singing

The birds are sweetly singing

Streaming like sparrows

The great Star in the sky

And on that Hill

Are 30 RED HOUSES

30 RED HOUSES upon a RED HILL

And 30 Ded Horsies upon a Ded Hill

I stand on White Hill

And RED HILL and Green Hill

There's 30 Great Horsies Arising

But let's just take 4

A sweet number–just add one to The Trinity

The Monad to the Triad

The Stars as grammar of use knife

Scan the Stars

The Light Is Leaving Us All

We know The Light Is Leaving Us All

Mark and Remember Remember

The Witch Of Endor

Remember Remember and mark the dust

In your dark home

In the tunnel

The tight black night

Is humming with blood

And buzzing with Stars

That shoot you out like a flower

And the birds are sweetly singing

And the StreetLights are shot with flies

And the Sun sings and sinks

Low over your bed

And the birds are sweetly singing

But The Light Is Leaving You All

And in the First Book

And in the Last Book

And in all the Books InBetween

And between the books and the words

There is something at war with nothing

There is someone at war with no-one

And everything at war with you

Your left eye is at war

With your right eye

And your lips are at war

With your tongue

And the jaw is flaming

And just over beyond the Hill

The birds sing so sweetly

And through the flames they see

That The Light Is Leaving Them All