Orphic Depths

Down the rabbit hole we go

into caverns unexplored,

where dormant fears fester and grow,

and disturbed spirits have roared.

To a place things unseen murmur in the dark.

Just let the cold creep in and relax,

sink deeper into this watery underworld

and listen to where the voices parallax.

There, under the weight of the universe,

in the infinite depth of eternity,

beyond all your perdition, or worse,

does the darkness conjure divinity?

Does it invoke deeper shades still?

Is there a collective hiss from the many?

Wrung at the hands of ancient shadows,

can you find reason, is there any?