Another time , another place ,
where fate , with our
unspoken dreams ,
in smoky dim lit bar
relates .
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The chanteuse sings a lonely song
of love and memory ,
as one by one ,
a pearly raindrop tear
stains the window of the night .
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For the ground you are on
is already harvest ground .
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Your thornwood spear for
battle .
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Pro Aeterna Veritate
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And what each one seeks
he will surely find .

We have no vision of end
or defeat .
No flaw for arrow  to seek
in armour made from
radiance of a thousand stars .
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Defiant and mercurial ,
when even bloodied and in strife .
Sweet shifting of the Blessed Worm
in the cold , cold ground .
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So , the Imperfect Vessel ,
having stumbled , moves on ,
with all his piety and wit ,
unable to cancel out
a single memory of it .
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Imploring to Heaven
for Her pure guiding light ,
while rounding to face the storm ,
now the enemy is in sight .

He rose early , before dawn .
Sleep shutters to a stop ,
frame by frame
white flaming ,
burning through the algebra of living celluloid .
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Dreamwalk through columned portico ,
entwined of hibiscus and passion flower ,
the meadow beyond
pulsating in glowing golden light ,
beckoned him to look for signs .
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Every now and every then ,
waves of information ,
pouring from divers celestial spheres ,
swept across the gardened landscape ,
causing timelines to excite
and visions to dance before
him .
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One day he would leave the meadow ,
though only partially explored ,
and return to the Everything
and all the other things ,
not remembered or revealed ,
having been shown
the Light and the Dark ,
and blending courage with tears .

Anubis ,
surrounded by butterflies
given to him by the Springtime Goddess
and walking through the abyss ,
journeying to a place of Light and Dark .
☆
Feeling is the secret and
the word is your wand .
Jesus wept when Mary told him of her brother ,
" Did I not tell you of the glory of my father ? "
☆
Golden and red
is the maiden sunset .
Only when the ram's horn sounds
may we go up into the temple .
Purification of the
alchemist's fire .
☆
There , black onyx    
surrounds the Holy Mountain
and only those who sanctify themselves
in worship of Jehovah ,
will prevent the Holy Goddess
from breaking out against
them .

Stumbling,
falling into being
bare feet
find wet stone
tender hands
hold my
trembling heart
as tears
wipe away fear
to be reborn
into a river
of aliveness

And sweet
surrender
rising to fill
the empty space
puts a smile
on griefs’
gentle face

The seven churches of
the seven chakras ,
now moving through
the light spectrum ,
holds seven lamps for
a secret realm .
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He will command His
angels in concern for you ,
and guard you on your
path  .
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Four beasts of base desire
you will conquer ,
emitting waves of light
from your crown .
Satan is your ego
and the mark removed by devotion .
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The Water of Life ,
the essence of purification .
Holy Michael of Revelations
in a wave of heavenly fire ,
we now call for
restoration ,
as above and so below .