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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