quiet grail
buried deep
in the mountain

nothing said
no renounce
nothing

when they hid it
the hour glass
was set a new

the people
to their ritual
together

the gods
to their feast
together

'everything
we give
to the gods
will be returned
seven fold'
said the priest

the hungry
gave shrill
prayers

the gods
out grew
the heavens

the people
sulked
into the earth

as severed infinity
awaited her
coalescence

A child was born on the day of reflection
where no person was to leave their hut,
all were to meditate the course and
pray for penance for the times
they did stray but the child
would not wait and
the mother
could not
bare

the child was neither man
or woman the child was
both man and woman

it cried a deafening cry that caused the men to yell
and the women to coo and all to end their reflection
to which the priest did run and snatch the child
and shame the people to return

he conferred to the gods
and they did swallow
the child whole

seasons passed
the same ritual
three women
gave birth
to children
that cried
an avalanche
to come fervent
over the village

the people
crushed
the gods
starved

the grail
unspoken
the hour glass
set anew