Base of mountain

snakes appeared in uniformity 
spears through my sides
form blood fountains of life.
Anna Livia, forgive me, love.
No rebirth possible now,
no sanctimonious,
no transposing river Styx with Nile.
Your Liffey flows on,
lifts Dublin to greater light.
My red water spills
gavels impact dissonant chords. 
I eye summit
submit to feeding worms instead 
await eons after rain erodes enough above
for black seers to eclipse her rainbow bridge.