Platos spawn cold ivyed eyesSnare truth in bone and globe.Harlequins coin pointless gamesSneer jokes in parrots robe.Two women weep, dame scarlet screenSheds sudden theatre rain,Whilst dark in dream the midnight queenKnows every human pain.In air, fire, earth and waterWorld on the scales.Air, fire, earth and waterBalance of changeWorld on the scalesOn the scales.Bishops kings spin judgements bladeScratch faith on nameless graves.Harvest hags hoard ash and sandRack rope and chain for slavesWho fireside fear fermented wordsThen rear to spoil the feast;Whilst in the aisle the mad man smilesTo him it matters least.Heroes hands drain stones for bloodTo whet the scaling knife.Magi blind with visions lightNet death in dread of life.Their children kneel in jesus tillThey learn the price of nail;Whilst all around our mother earthWaits balanced on the scales.