The Temple of the Star
V. No Wilderness, No Trees 
Why� Everything�s the same again!
The room is white (as white as sin);
The pond is empty�
Let�s begin.
Be careful where you walk, my friend.  Light, like darkness
Knows no guilt.
You are wise, my love, my twin� 
But are you wise?
Understand that what you�ve felt
Is something I have felt
And never felt
And would not feel
If I could.
The truth is once again unreal�
I lost you in the Scarlet Wood;
There�s nowhere left to go.
Tell me then:  If as below,
Then so above, why should one move, or think, or love?
Osiris was, by rights, divine.
I would not walk so fine a line�
Nor seek to tame such wickedness.
Our little, lonely lives consist
Of empty things like that�
And this.
Now let us end:
The pond is empty;
Not so sin.
The room is white;
And so is everything within.
No one ever told me why.