She rasps in a voice that seems almost
older than the raging heavens.
THE DELUGE II
-- A void awakes as In the Beginning
And the spirit moves on the face of the waters
And with a rush of noiseless rage, its hunger
Swallows up whole our sin in an instant
We watch ourselves be consumed
In the lightless deep
And we can speak new lies in the new universe:
We can tell each other
That we are righteous
That we are clean
Just as long as we forget what we have seen
Just as long as we do not examine too closely
The god whose appetite we have tried to sate