Lady moon you are a lamp of darkness, br You cast your shadow on the sunlit earth br Eclipsing spirit, stunting growth, a furnace br Of icy coals destroying heart and hearth. br br Blazing sun you are a lord of chaos, br Your music of the spheres a dreadful drum br And screeching strings, and I the tumbrel br Grinding across the cobbles to the thrum br br Of heart-stopped beatings and hard boots’ slow stamping br Awaiting for my grinding wheels to halt, br The silence falling when next comes the clicking br Of knitting needles, then the last assault br br Upon my neck, that severed from its screaming br Beneath this nothingness of light and sun br Rolls like a blasted moon with head unblinking br Leaving the constellations free to run. br br LRH br 2.26.