Vulcan mourning chant (ancient text, recorded by T'Pala)

Darkness reigns over the endless plains of the Forge
T'Rukh, the nightly watcher,
covers her regal face with a veil of clouds
now, it is falling night in me

parted from me and never parted
never and always touching and touched

I gently caress the transparent filigree of Thy katra
with my mind's tears
so far away and yet so near

the once so glorious and firm bridge
of the precious link between us
now reduced to only a pale, dying shadow of the living,
breathing presence
of Thee, my Loved One

        parted from me and never parted
never and always touching and touched

though I will have to release Thee
I plead with nome - the All
the mighty Immanence
that I could be holding on to my bridge to Thee forever more
May we hold on together
opposing the scorns of time
belying our fate
belying our grief

beyond life
beyond death
beyond tears
and beyond fear

eternity is a concept
filled with new meaning
now that Thou hast ceased
to enrich my life with purpose and with joy

Thou leavest behind a void in me
cold as the desert night
sharp and pircing as the
desperate,
high-pitched cry of a lofty bird
circling Mount Seleya
that becomes the breath of wind
once it dies
and that never touches the ground
incomparable beauty in life and in death

Thou hast honored me with Thy presence
Thou was my teacher, my student, my friend and my mate
may Thy voice be heard 
in the Hall of Ancient Thought to where I have conferred the most precious gift
I have ever known
mayst Thou never be forgotten

Go free, my Love!
join the ceaseless murmur of the wind in the Old City
go free, my More-Than-Worthy!
become a grain in the storm-lashed, sun-seared sand

an indistinguishable mass from the distance
but singular in its essence
for no sand-grain is alike
in its infinite diversity

Back to Vulcan (I wish)