Come Wind, Come Weather

I knew one truth, and that truth was the sea Cold and knowing, it saw the coward in me And as the stain of epochs lines my tongue I choked heavy on the past, too numb to speak back We're each abandoned by the hands of time That set us down to sail circles across a straight line Sister moon, are we all that's left? Just a silent satellite and the sigh of flesh Come down and rest your lunar head on my breast Listen to the terror tear at my chest Our masts in tatters, oars shattered Feel free to pull me back to the vast, unforgiving mass Should we call this art, my falling apart? The tangents of an imbalanced heart As matter multiplied, I divide, but I digress The deprivation is taking effect You've said if I stood against my darkness Not all of me would die But all I see on the surface is a shadow And it occurs to me this could mean suicide When you went quiet , I turned to silence Seven sisters draw me back across the moor Could you still love me in my leaving? Would you remember me by the moments we forgot? And as the waves slapped at my raft I cursed the fate like our vows, they broke at the bow Flanked by the mist, I inhaled the breath of existence Then you called me for one last time I am the wind, the Be and the Still I am the Depths, the Immeasurable Will And when I awoke in that Garden Lord, did you see me as I was dreaming? I locked eyes with the storm The sky sank down to receive the fury of the sea The abolition of my being The precipice of eternity Incandescence burst through the black The veil was torn as the void collapsed The rain will subside Be my eyes, show me hope in the maw of the night Our fractured pasts fall into one A dozen stars collide as a perpetual sun And as we disintegrate Will you be the Fire that burns in my lungs? Breathe me in Watch me burn Come breathe me in, breathe me in You'll watch me burn

Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 22, 2026

We might suppose that this is love We might become like broken mirrors Reflecting mere shapes and shades, until we have faces Drifting through our paradoxes Until we have faces Prisoner: disappeared for the sake of the world “Behold, I make all things anew” Feel me, alert to the sound of your heart I drowned in the desert to the thirst for the sea Disguised by the light to blind the dark in me I drowned in the desert to thirst for the sea At the death of the garden plant the seeds of eternity He’s watching over us She’s watching over us Sleeper: A prison comprised of self “Behold, I make all things anew” Feel me, alert to the sound of your breath (Prisoner) Love is the pasture in the House of the Lord A jubilee economy for none to afford (The fire is surrounding!) And our fabric was woven piece by piece And all the while we sat singing “Sweet sleep surround surcease” (Prisoner) Revel in reticent revelations As movements of the Spirit extinguish this distinguishing conflagration (You sleep safe in your cell!) Lines were tearing out that negative space Defined by figure eight patterns bringing us face to face Prisoner The fire is surrounding Prisoner You sleep safe in your cell

Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 22, 2026

Oh my offspring, oh fragile one: I lay on the altar When will my reaping end? When will my reaping end? You plunged your blade into the horizon To let it bleed out visceral hues of red for the last time Such capacity for inhumanity! Taking in that we’ll never again begin Diverge to a static rot And if You, oh Lord, reside upon this serene seafloor I’m compelled to implore Did You sink, or did You simply abide in my deep? Out of nothing, but something, You came And it’ll reap the sow of this tableau tonight Guards paradoxically living under lock and key I must rescind my sentience, the nescience I extol The antithesis of life, that sickness unto death I must rescind my sentience: the sickness that I know Faith is to fate, a pale horse to its rider It is we who are free No longer captive to your coercive control I must rescind my sentience: the sickness that I know Father, I... I know our margins have widened But could there be space for a fool to wander this earth To ink our name in the blood of a martyr on Your footstool? No boundaries or borders “I should have been a pair of rugged claws Scuttling across the floors of silent seas" But first tell me: Did You see through my opacity? Innocent, I do not assent to the unrelenting tide There’s blood staining these waters Evaporated to circle the sky Innocent, I do not assent to the unrelenting tide My blood’s staining your waters Evaporated to circle the sky No, “I am a man of unclean lips” I’ll welcome that coal to send away my sin

Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 22, 2026

Faceless bodies, abstracted and dissected Torrid tongues tasting blood to cure their curse Opression is their language Shifting shades, illusions in the desert The Twilight of the Idols is at hand In the quiet, You’ll hear us cry out To the stars I plead my case Yet the heavens seem quiescent Entropy: perforate my senses Devolving from dust into dust But You won’t relent until our every desert is filled with water And His love came down! O Cristo Domine Jesu And His love came down! O Cristo Domine Jesu And it rescued me! O Cristo Domine Jesu And I believe I believe

Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 22, 2026

The Sound and the Fury, the spaces between All our distinctions You cast to the sea Lord, how can this be? How can this be? I’ve been waiting on inspiration He must be gasping in his dreams Cold air turns to condensation And it’s bursting out at the seams If I were Pilate I’d sever my steady hands From ten feet high and six feet down Did You witness our exchange As Judas sold his home for a grave? For a grave Though we continued to sink down I saw Your face trickle through my once-jaded glass Not removing but filling all the... Subdivided spaces between I held that phantasm at closest scrutiny To ensure that this was You instead of me Everything is quiet, subsequently alive: All this created and perpetually divine Behold, You make all things anew Die among us so we may die for You Everything is quiet, subsequently alive All this created and perpetually divine Behold, You make all things anew Reside among us so we may live for You How can this be, Lord, how can this be? Silence O Israel, see the light Wait for the sound Chaos of the Cosmos You won’t relent until we have faces Chaos of the Cosmos From every tide, endlessly You emerge Make us whole (Make us whole) Piece our body to our puzzled soul Guide our feet so we can wander no more (Make us whole) Let it be so - Christ Inshallah Oh, Incarnation, make us whole! Neither height nor depth could separate us from Your Son Neither life nor death could stand between what You’ve begun As we expire we lift our eyes to You Come wind, come weather Churches in prison praising through the walls You preach petricore as the elect were meant for We lost our lives, You took this war You settled the score, oh You settled the score "Binding the broken, giving sight to the blind," Instilling the host of life

Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 22, 2026