Arise before auroral fire Through the stone and thuja spires Toward the gardens landing Where petals aureate fire All the groves still speak their names Clarion echoes in effulgent flame Violets so cold and abating As cruel winds have come To repose them from life I've been alive for all these years Counting the stars as they grow ever near By empyrean dawn aflame Sidereal light moves in my name Crown me and speak my name Come with me, far from here Do you remember when Gods were still here? Not lost in the depths of the brackens green Or the sorrows of yesteryear In the gardens of their hyacinths We still find them near Disconsolate cries From the groves that lay forsaken Marrying the pulse and the spirit Of all that would have them awaken Altars abandoned Everlasting fountains of light