The Celestial Orsal
I. I once had a dream I was walking within, only to see to be.
In a land far away which lies in a seam, the mother earth's dreaming twin,
Where the waters are sweet and the children never sleep. Skies roaring, clouds moaning from the weight of a thousand trembling feet
To hold the vessel, The Celestial Orsal, sons and daughters of mortals.
Locks of flaming red hair, feet, vessel and clouds into the basin, the river's mouth. The cradle of life, the giver of life, a giant Traeolaetieus Des