Sunday, September 4, 2016

So it Begins

From well before the dawn of mortal time
Intelligence excited from the throne
Of Father, Lord of earth and heaven's clime.
Bestirred into creation new beings shone -
Not yet in form, His children start to wake
As infant gods, before they're spirits, grown
Into the image of Parental make
But filled with light and shaking off the sleep -
The bonds of nothingness begin to quake.
Our minds arise so brilliant from the deep,
Eternal flames within us keenly burn
To make the angels laugh and demons weep.

For Father made us glorious in His sight.
We rise from sacred darkness into light. 

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