Frozen Niagara Falls (Portion Two)

Out of mythology he comes
 Carbon son
 The boat bearer
 His musculoskeletal living face
 Laughs and agonizes
 The way out of hiddenness
 He emerges
 Warning me
 The story has no end
 There is a mystery in the bottom of this
 Of these falls
 Who is the gardener?
 Who is it that grills the fish?
 What are those appearances all about?
 Coming through walls
 Recognizing him
 Not recognizing him
 Hanging from a single chain
 Incense fills the air
 He releases me from claustrophobia
 Behind the thurible smoke
 He sings the evensong
 And I disappear
 He was not killed for who he was
 But for who he might one day become
 His head in the sands of obedience
 Eucharist factory of cells
 Mineral origin
 Quartz and feldspar
 He lifts his hands through crucifix
 Behind the waterfall
 People come apart
 The legs of the spider disappear
 His musculoskeletal living face
 Laughs and agonizes
 The way out of hiddenness
 He emerges
 Warning me
 The story has no end
 There is a mystery in the bottom of this
 Of these falls
 Who is the gardener?
 Who is it that grills the fish?
 What are those appearances all about?
 Coming through walls
 Recognizing him
 Not recognizing him
 Out of mythology he comes
 Carbon son
 The boat bearer