And then so will we, for our voyage of the Dawn Treader across the Quantum Sea - and not just for protection. We also need the blessings of the gatekeepers, so that they will open the doors of our perception and understanding.Cognito wrote:
I will take a leap by stating that any hominid embarking on a boat voyage for the first time will invoke the protection of the gods before casting off.
I bow to the gods of the four directions.
To the East, the red dawn air
Sighing over the South China Seas
Blow the nomad trade winds
Along the Silk Road, and please
Gust in over the Bay of Bengal
And the swirling pyres of Varanasi,
Through the temples of Tibet
And the spiced Vedic lees.
Bring Paralda’s sweet sylphs
To inspire our creativity.
To the West, the deep Atlantic
Heaves and tosses the merrows,
The nymphs and the undines
In their high waves and farrows.
Bring up from the Necksa’s feet
That purest of aqua cold.
Sail it fast over the Irish sea,
And across the Menai roll
To wash away our pain and fear
And heal our troubled souls.
To the North, soil of our minds
In the blue melting glaciers
Birthing borates from ice
Under the Borealis, the stars
Circling like glittering brides.
Roll your satyrs and sylvestres
Through the bleak Calanish stones,
Over the glens, brooks and rivers,
To the bosom of the North Downs
Who feeds our immortal souls.
To the South, cast your castanets
And smouldering salamanders.
Show your red lipped, red hipped skies
Your sultry, dusky sundowners.
When the frangipani and mimosa
Whisper the air with exotic aroma
And the heart promises ‘Soon’,
Give us the southern comfort,
The tango and the wild fandango
To spark our dancing shoes.
Ishtar © 2006
