Brilliance comes forth faint
from the most black space
Let sound the horns in revelry
behold the shining face
Love irrepressible
Spirit and fire aspout
One stands trembling
weeping, laughing
falling when life runs out
Then enveloped Holy
by Creation's bold embrace
Any fear of passage shed
with songs of bird, the guide
To Travel through the silken threads
of light- born and died
A night, a life, Eternal
Gnostic in the cosmic Lace
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
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