Ye behold, The Divine Horizon
The fine Line of Eternity and
The bend that binds the Earth,
All will see and all will weep,
But not in sadness or sorrow,
Not in joyful cheer or happiness,
But in deep comprehension of
The Paradox
I am the Father of the Son,
The Son of the Mother,
The Mother of the Daughter,
And the Daughter of the Father
I am the Circle that connects all points.
I am the Lord of Language,
That sliver of existence that bears all
Who Will and Witness,
The Void and Chaos are One.
By my mouth the Light will shine
And by its closing the Night will hunt
For Heaven and Earth come together
To bear fruit, like man and woman.
I am that Child.
The Children of all Children
The Evil and the Good
The Beginning and the End
It is I, the Brahman, the One who is None and
True. The ultimate Point Paradox,
Essence of opposing dialogue,
And the cycles of the Light and the Night.
It is I the Lord, thy God
For the Trinity is now complete.
I now speak to you O Child
Do you have the Faith to speak to me?