Card House

late last night
 i had a visitor.
 They wore many faces
 each a light with madness
 We drank until
 i was swooning
 until all creation was
 shimmering
 I blinted once
 and they were
 behind me, whispering
 Without laughter
 life is a card
 house in a gale
 A withering hust
 dragged about
 by the wind
 Late last night
 i had a visitor
 They wore so
 many faces
 We drank unit i
 was swooning
 Until all creation was
 shimmering
 I blinted once
 and they were
 behind me, whispering
 How long will you dally on
 the brint with paradise!
 If the only certainty
 is the fall
 What's with all the
 hesitation?
 Dive deep, and reach
 the bottom and dig
 Mate a home at the
 heart of things
 Surrender and serve
 what you find there
 Be it levity or enlightenment
 Dive deep reach the
 bottom keep digging
 Mate a home at the
 heart of things
 We are alive here
 in this moment
 We are manifest
 in this velocity
 we are intoned
 by this flux
 We are made real
 in this broten and
 ecstatic rhythm
 Only the fool is free
 only the fool is free
 only the fool is free