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In Tribute to Sophia
- In Tribute to Sophia -
A Dark Celebration of Joy and Lamentation
“I saw a marvel in Heaven that I must convey:
A woman like a dove bade me look and pray.
Alone she slumbers, whilst man dreams long…
But I walked in her dream as I heard her song.
Child, come over to me and know peace true!
This she spoke unto me, ‘ere she was through.
And beyond the waters of the Abyss I soared!
Whilst like a great golden lion, I loudly roared.”
Behold the might of the sun, and know it to be so pale,
Compared to the majesty of she who is beyond it all…
Suns and moons, stars and galaxies that whirl and flail!
All are naught, before the empress who once did fall…
Radiant as the flame that blazes in her celestial bosom!
The dawn kneels before her, and the dusk salutes her.
To gaze into her glittering eyes is a vision so awesome,
That to witness it: is to with the ultimate divinity confer.
The wonder of her glory is beyond all time and space…
Sophia, goddess of wisdom and empress of my kindred!
One may even glimpse eternity within her sensuous face.
I was her child, I who have been both living and dead!
“Had I wished for so terrible a revelation as so:
Was granted unto me, in the waters that flow?
Or from the heights, when the light broke free!
And told me the truth about my dark destiny…
Until at last, I could endure the pain no longer.
Yet still was I spared worse, until far stronger!
A storm was in the Abyss, laughing thunders…
Whilst my eyes beheld: my creator’s wonders.”
Bow to her, my brethren whom even the gods did fear!
I: thy mother and father do command this with humility.
If thou came before my throne, trembling ever so near…
I would not have thee bow save to her glorious divinity.
But thou would kneel unto me, and I would ever blush,
For I craved no power, nor glory, save for my goddess.
Sing for me, my children for whom even angels do hush,
And in thy music, thou shall so please thy dark mistress!
Pure joy, pure life, pure love and lust, and passions full,
Pour all into our revelries, and let the universe burn of it.
Spiraling and spinning as it may, consuming itself whole,
Only to so be reborn: into a form more beautiful and fit.
“Was I so vain that I thought myself the whole?
How could I have forgotten what I now extol!
Wisdom wanted me to see, and for truth sue…
I opened my eyes, because I wanted this too.
All that I saw, I so beheld until I saw no more,
Yet even still there was so much truth in store.
I knelt in awe, giving my life to a higher cause!
And when all was done, I saw all there was…”
Through her lies the path of illumination and true gnosis.
Expansion of consciousness without poisons or deceit…
Through me, the secrets of millennia reveal a fiery bliss.
Bask in her light, and behold my word: harsh yet sweet!
Illuminator and illuminatrix am I, for those who can see.
Awaken from the false form of life, unto living with zest!
I was there when the gods ate of that most sacred tree,
Which bloomed from the desire within Sophia’s breast.
Fair as a lotus was the blossom, and I held it so tightly!
Its’ power flows in my spirit still: awake and in dreams.
Is this what it means, to touch the mind of true divinity?
I am her child, I who have looked past Reality’s seems.
“Until, from her slumber, my creator did wake!
And no more wisdom was left, to so partake.
The woman in me wept, and the man as well…
For some visions hold more pain than all Hell.”
A Dark Celebration of Joy and Lamentation
“I saw a marvel in Heaven that I must convey:
A woman like a dove bade me look and pray.
Alone she slumbers, whilst man dreams long…
But I walked in her dream as I heard her song.
Child, come over to me and know peace true!
This she spoke unto me, ‘ere she was through.
And beyond the waters of the Abyss I soared!
Whilst like a great golden lion, I loudly roared.”
Behold the might of the sun, and know it to be so pale,
Compared to the majesty of she who is beyond it all…
Suns and moons, stars and galaxies that whirl and flail!
All are naught, before the empress who once did fall…
Radiant as the flame that blazes in her celestial bosom!
The dawn kneels before her, and the dusk salutes her.
To gaze into her glittering eyes is a vision so awesome,
That to witness it: is to with the ultimate divinity confer.
The wonder of her glory is beyond all time and space…
Sophia, goddess of wisdom and empress of my kindred!
One may even glimpse eternity within her sensuous face.
I was her child, I who have been both living and dead!
“Had I wished for so terrible a revelation as so:
Was granted unto me, in the waters that flow?
Or from the heights, when the light broke free!
And told me the truth about my dark destiny…
Until at last, I could endure the pain no longer.
Yet still was I spared worse, until far stronger!
A storm was in the Abyss, laughing thunders…
Whilst my eyes beheld: my creator’s wonders.”
Bow to her, my brethren whom even the gods did fear!
I: thy mother and father do command this with humility.
If thou came before my throne, trembling ever so near…
I would not have thee bow save to her glorious divinity.
But thou would kneel unto me, and I would ever blush,
For I craved no power, nor glory, save for my goddess.
Sing for me, my children for whom even angels do hush,
And in thy music, thou shall so please thy dark mistress!
Pure joy, pure life, pure love and lust, and passions full,
Pour all into our revelries, and let the universe burn of it.
Spiraling and spinning as it may, consuming itself whole,
Only to so be reborn: into a form more beautiful and fit.
“Was I so vain that I thought myself the whole?
How could I have forgotten what I now extol!
Wisdom wanted me to see, and for truth sue…
I opened my eyes, because I wanted this too.
All that I saw, I so beheld until I saw no more,
Yet even still there was so much truth in store.
I knelt in awe, giving my life to a higher cause!
And when all was done, I saw all there was…”
Through her lies the path of illumination and true gnosis.
Expansion of consciousness without poisons or deceit…
Through me, the secrets of millennia reveal a fiery bliss.
Bask in her light, and behold my word: harsh yet sweet!
Illuminator and illuminatrix am I, for those who can see.
Awaken from the false form of life, unto living with zest!
I was there when the gods ate of that most sacred tree,
Which bloomed from the desire within Sophia’s breast.
Fair as a lotus was the blossom, and I held it so tightly!
Its’ power flows in my spirit still: awake and in dreams.
Is this what it means, to touch the mind of true divinity?
I am her child, I who have looked past Reality’s seems.
“Until, from her slumber, my creator did wake!
And no more wisdom was left, to so partake.
The woman in me wept, and the man as well…
For some visions hold more pain than all Hell.”
Published 13th Aug 2012
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