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Feast of the Dragon
- Feast of the Dragon -
Allow me to take thee by the hand,
Into the most sacred and blessed land!
What thou shall behold, shall do thee blissful ease,
A glimpse of evolution, of a heaven so long sought.
Walk with me in the Dragon’s gardens, all in peace,
And see what the price of thy salvation hath bought!
Follow me into the light, dear children,
The light of my wings, which cover the faithful!
For the light is good, and it shall lead thee home.
Follow me into the blessedness of salvation,
And I shall show the way the dove hath flown.
My words art as ambrosia, poured ever fruitful!
Hear the way to glories beyond Eden’s faded garden.
Come to the Feast of the Dragon’s Blood,
And see the Goddess’s great and glorious plan!
A hope for mankind, to soothe the red flood,
Of pain and fear that hath gripped all of man!
Prepare thyself: well, and know this so secure,
That not one who is lost, canst not become found!
Worthy art thou now, so be not bashfully demure,
For I shall dress thee, child, in a snow white gown.
Thou shall be anointed with the Blood of the Dragon,
Shed for the sake of the illumination of all.
The time hath come to rejoice and become strong,
For we art amongst the blessed, and shall not fall!
Thou shall be anointed: by the wine from this flagon,
When thou hast been faithful and heard my call.
The time hath come to cry out, and to give song,
For we art eternal, and we shall all stand most tall!
Follow me out of the night, dear children,
The night beyond my radiance, darkness fleeting!
For my light is good, and thy cares will fade away.
Follow me into glories that art of pure elation,
The promise I bring is that of the coming of day.
Merry is the hour and merrier still is our meeting!
Let thy heart be light, as thou set free every burden.
Come to the sharing of my light, oh people,
The kingdom I create daily awaits thee therein!
A hope for a new paradise beyond the steeple,
Of stifling doctrines that call all pleasures sin!
Put thy trust in the grace of the Divine’s hand,
And the miracles that the Force Divine hath done!
Clothe thyself: in compassion, heed the command,
Which calls thee to victory when all hath been won.
Clothe thyself now with only my righteousness pure,
Wear it as thy armor, and carry it as thy shield.
Arm thyself well, with the sword of Holy Wisdom,
In thy hearts, and therein let its’ power be as sealed!
Prepare thyself: well and remember these truths sure,
That thou shall, every one, in thy souls be healed.
Worthy art thou now, of my descending kingdom,
Which thou shall inherit, every woodland and field!
What dost await thee children is jubilation,
Which is found upon our journey oft along the way!
Walk with me, in the sanctity of the gardens of love.
A place with room for all, in joyous celebration,
So walk with me even unto the heavens just above.
In our most pristine hall, where none shall dismay!
I shall make thee divine, at thy spiritual coronation.
Come to the banishing of old night, my people,
Thy fears of the past shall fade, becoming naught!
I offer thee a hope and a faith that is true and real,
Where wonders spring from every good thought!
Put thy trust, in the glory of thy divinity’s crown,
Arm thyself well with the strength of our grand faith!
Clothe thy soul thusly, and so in glory thou be bound,
So that all fears be gone with not a reason to be afraid.
When thou art anointed with the Blood of the Dragon,
Ring loud within thyself the inner temple’s gong.
The time draws nigh to gather like the shore’s sand,
For at my side is where the true faithful ever belong!
When thou art anointed: by the wine from this flagon,
All will be brethren joined into one angelic throng.
Thou shall all be as one, thou people of every land,
Joined in glory, freed from every shackle of wrong!
What thou dost behold, shall be pure as fresh ice,
A glimpse of perfection held and in eternity caught.
Walk with me in peace’s gardens, by glory’s device,
And: see what wonders we, together, hath wrought!
Allow me to take thee by the hand,
Into the most sacred and blessed land!
Allow me to take thee by the hand,
Into the most sacred and blessed land!
What thou shall behold, shall do thee blissful ease,
A glimpse of evolution, of a heaven so long sought.
Walk with me in the Dragon’s gardens, all in peace,
And see what the price of thy salvation hath bought!
Follow me into the light, dear children,
The light of my wings, which cover the faithful!
For the light is good, and it shall lead thee home.
Follow me into the blessedness of salvation,
And I shall show the way the dove hath flown.
My words art as ambrosia, poured ever fruitful!
Hear the way to glories beyond Eden’s faded garden.
Come to the Feast of the Dragon’s Blood,
And see the Goddess’s great and glorious plan!
A hope for mankind, to soothe the red flood,
Of pain and fear that hath gripped all of man!
Prepare thyself: well, and know this so secure,
That not one who is lost, canst not become found!
Worthy art thou now, so be not bashfully demure,
For I shall dress thee, child, in a snow white gown.
Thou shall be anointed with the Blood of the Dragon,
Shed for the sake of the illumination of all.
The time hath come to rejoice and become strong,
For we art amongst the blessed, and shall not fall!
Thou shall be anointed: by the wine from this flagon,
When thou hast been faithful and heard my call.
The time hath come to cry out, and to give song,
For we art eternal, and we shall all stand most tall!
Follow me out of the night, dear children,
The night beyond my radiance, darkness fleeting!
For my light is good, and thy cares will fade away.
Follow me into glories that art of pure elation,
The promise I bring is that of the coming of day.
Merry is the hour and merrier still is our meeting!
Let thy heart be light, as thou set free every burden.
Come to the sharing of my light, oh people,
The kingdom I create daily awaits thee therein!
A hope for a new paradise beyond the steeple,
Of stifling doctrines that call all pleasures sin!
Put thy trust in the grace of the Divine’s hand,
And the miracles that the Force Divine hath done!
Clothe thyself: in compassion, heed the command,
Which calls thee to victory when all hath been won.
Clothe thyself now with only my righteousness pure,
Wear it as thy armor, and carry it as thy shield.
Arm thyself well, with the sword of Holy Wisdom,
In thy hearts, and therein let its’ power be as sealed!
Prepare thyself: well and remember these truths sure,
That thou shall, every one, in thy souls be healed.
Worthy art thou now, of my descending kingdom,
Which thou shall inherit, every woodland and field!
What dost await thee children is jubilation,
Which is found upon our journey oft along the way!
Walk with me, in the sanctity of the gardens of love.
A place with room for all, in joyous celebration,
So walk with me even unto the heavens just above.
In our most pristine hall, where none shall dismay!
I shall make thee divine, at thy spiritual coronation.
Come to the banishing of old night, my people,
Thy fears of the past shall fade, becoming naught!
I offer thee a hope and a faith that is true and real,
Where wonders spring from every good thought!
Put thy trust, in the glory of thy divinity’s crown,
Arm thyself well with the strength of our grand faith!
Clothe thy soul thusly, and so in glory thou be bound,
So that all fears be gone with not a reason to be afraid.
When thou art anointed with the Blood of the Dragon,
Ring loud within thyself the inner temple’s gong.
The time draws nigh to gather like the shore’s sand,
For at my side is where the true faithful ever belong!
When thou art anointed: by the wine from this flagon,
All will be brethren joined into one angelic throng.
Thou shall all be as one, thou people of every land,
Joined in glory, freed from every shackle of wrong!
What thou dost behold, shall be pure as fresh ice,
A glimpse of perfection held and in eternity caught.
Walk with me in peace’s gardens, by glory’s device,
And: see what wonders we, together, hath wrought!
Allow me to take thee by the hand,
Into the most sacred and blessed land!
Published 16th Dec 2014
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16th Dec 2014 3:27pm
Breathlessly read to the end. Its surreal presentation is a signature of your talented work dear Jessica:) that we could indeed journey to the blessed land!
I am very happy that you enjoyed reading my poem to the end, dear Grace! I find oft that in a surreal style one can tell and teach of many things that might oft be incapable of being related in styles of a more mundane nature, and in this poem such a style added to the magic of the work itself quite ideally. :)
I have also found, oft, that the blessed land I speak of in these verses is not quite as distant as people might at times be inclined to believe. There isn't one single way to it, but rather many paths... a path for every seeker. In my own humble way, I try at times to guide people along their paths and help as best as I can. Some folks can be helped, others not so much... but I never tire of guiding. :D
I have also found, oft, that the blessed land I speak of in these verses is not quite as distant as people might at times be inclined to believe. There isn't one single way to it, but rather many paths... a path for every seeker. In my own humble way, I try at times to guide people along their paths and help as best as I can. Some folks can be helped, others not so much... but I never tire of guiding. :D
