An Ending

Fourteen long years she lies oh she lies oh
 And love as she lies she dreams in white stone
 Colonnade marbled and balcony empty
 A broken band brokenly marks broken time
 Fourteen years she dreams oh she dreams oh
 As dreamer she dreams on, as lover entwines
 Her limbs grow round his limbs, she drinks from a bottle
 She walks through the city she's lost and then found
 Fourteen long years, further back scattered
 She sits on some beach and reasons with him
 In the secret red moist heart, the most loved and most dark
 The flame shaft and fierce dart, the rose-leaf and moss-part
 Spreadeagled like starfish, most pain and most fear
 Like flower of sea-grass, most fragile and harmless
 Most fiery and bloody, most childlike and wrinkled
 This starfish, this spider, most wretched and great
 "Do not cry for me; let me show you the path
 On which we neither come nor go"
 She smiles at me lake-wide, wet-brown-eyed and dark-skinned
 Some dark moon unmoved stalks through our loss
 "Do not spend this night with me
 I shall make the fallen blind see"
 This too another broken toy, from broken girl gift to broken boy
 I ask my sea-blue rushing mother:
 "Shall she hear the lions roar?"