Come climb the summit this misty dawn See the spectre when light first spawns A living titan amongst ghosts of Earth Who carves the skies and mountain's hearth Where crimson fire and guilt colludes Plumbed to the depths of solitude I gesture in faith – it gestures as well I bow as its servant – it mimics my shell And by this altar the veil dispels The delusion itself a reflex of myself A wretched partner who razors respite Anchors at centre of dreams in my mind And though he may drift between storms and tides Like spectres amidst showers he draws back in time The Dark Intruder – my mirrored reflection To daylight what else be hidden forever