As the Serpent was hung from his tree,

so Rachel was hung from hers.

Limp and loosely tied upon this tree of golden apples.
As the Serpent is Wisdom
,
so Rachel must truly be love...
so Rachel must truly be love...



Know that when I look into you,

I'm looking at everything around.


The ages turn over slowly with time.

The focus has surely shifted,

but the words and the means still lay guarded in the mandala.

But they say the Serpent is Satan,

and Rachel must surely be damned...

and Rachel must surely be lost....

Know that when I've looked into you,

I was looking at everything around....I said...

I know that when I look into you,

I'm looking at everything around you....


I saw you up in that tree,

body hanging lifelessly.

Feet hanging from Heaven,

hands dangling and severed.

Why can't I keep it out of my mind:

a vision I can't define?!

Why can't I leave this world behind?!