The Illumination of Job

There are weepings and sighs in the distance
 reminders of those who fell into the Deep
 an Abyss once living and dead
 four rivers cutting through a timeless mystery
 the path that is the barren and abandoned paradise
 where the waters are but poison, and everything is destroyed
 I walked with the inner voice
 at the end of the fallen desert
 the spine of the worlds split to form hell anew
 and the moment was separated from time
 the sight became fourfold therein
 revelation entangled in revelation
 and I beheld... an abandoned, bleak house
 in the mist of the Darkness, levitating through a higher Will,
 staring through the mirror
 that revealed the Face that stores all Death within
 ...and a path devoured itself from a ll sides
 unveiled forgotten words
 I beheld the illumination of Job
 before the entrance to the brightest Darkness
 the moment separated from time
 every aspect of the self utterly destroyed