Saturn’s Riddle

Ivy-bound hands
Reach out in welcome or in warning
Ruins stand
Choked with dust and time

Seek deep in memory
Come lose your way to me

If I put out my eyes, you'll see
Conceal the world from me
If I cut out my tongue, you'll speak
Rise up from ancient sleep
What secrets do you keep?

Strange fires burn
Lead astray into illusion
A page is turned
Lost before the dawn

Sought in periphery
Found in banality