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PROMISE

Let me grow grandsons ground nuts and old  
And tell tale of a promise untold  
Purer than mild dew that decayed to mildew  
A mould on a trail left cold  
 
Let this paper be my body  
And this ink my blood  
My matter my ether  
My words my thoughts  
Red wine and the grail  
The beloved and twin  
The Mary and Thomas  
Chalice Well Chennai  
The blood and the bone  
The cup and the grail  
Drink from it eat from it  
And in spirit and mind  
Let it combine  
And come true this time

Let the promise of the legend
Become the seed of your thought
For thoughts become our words
Our words become our acts
Our actions become our ritual
And our rituals define our character
Our character is our seed manifest
And this our gift to all
Written by whale
Published | Edited 23rd Jan 2017
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