In The Cave Of Lions by David Calcutt

You must go deep


You must go by way of river and rockface

Squeezing yourself through the earth’s eyeslit


You must go far


Where the walls dance their spirals in the flamelight

Where your shadow goes dancing before you

On the bones of the dead in the house of dreams


You must go sacred


And the gentle claws will strip away your name

Strip hair skin strip flesh from bone


You must go naked


To the utmost chamber where they wait to receive you

And their heads are not lifted they are bowed they are lowly

Two of them caressing


As your shadow dancing caresses them

And where your finger makes its mark

There the lifeblood beats

There they spring forward out of their landscape


Where the hooves drum ecstatic


Where the world roars.

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