Gaia Communion

As morning comes with dew as the rain
the ancient of days writes this tune in his pain
in later retreats does the sun burns away
constricting the world in the lines of the day
the sight of mundane, the reason disfigured
creates complex riddles its words undelivered
for reasoned support and science ideal
cross over frontiers in our sense of the real
for without these arts and our conscience complete
we stand as though nought within reasons defeat.
As Helios lights up the way that we see
we join in the tactfulness of real company

But if were not, not and nothing yet so
could change our constriction as above, so below
would ancient belief true fathom the past
and cast out this dogma in clarity’s last
defender of proof conspirator of fools
a common denominator of desperate tools
and if our found objects as art we succeed
we condition the light to observe caution’s creed
Companies sound all to hide from this blight
and heretic burn compensation alight
on the throne of the worship
on the queen of the earth slip
the eyes of initiative say devil’s profit
and wandering lights give us threats all the more
to delight us and weaken the heads rounded score
from Bacon’s bright head to Paracelceus door
we scrabble and scrape and push our face in the floor

For weeping and debt are stained in our ears
as calamity beckons licentious fears
and elements grace of four streams does she take
for Gaia communion does not a crowd make
And secrets once lost do but once come about
and it is all for nothing if our joy we do shout
for secrets they are and so shall remain
a myth wrapped in a mystery within this domain
A Golden Bough of uncertain demand
a rough jointed circle now drawn in this sand
the king now defeated goes back to his life
his son, his oppressor now worries this strife
forgotten what fought for, forgotten what pain
in the reasons for light and shine of bloodstain.

Beelzebub’s tales to his Grandson or fillet of spleen
give a right to this writing and excess in between
so believe mind afore matter in all that we say
in terms of this magick where’s there a will there’s a way
so complex your reading to text esoteric
and rhetoric leave to material pathetic$
for to sound what you will soon understand
that nature does source deep in her own steep remand
and to understand all of this alchemical right
you must stand yet alone within inner sight.

Gaia Communion

Kenart

Joined January 2008

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