Downhill the lattice of the stars
Unto the Earth's rim, that thou
Dost traverse the shadowed ways-
In the function of is thy witchery?
Lo, methinks thou art a ethereal weaver,
For the night is but the spirit of the day.
Aye, and energy in her shadowed hours
Is real, nor blatantly announced.
Lo, moon Goddess! night descends,
That curtained mystery which would
Trap man, making his core
To shudder in turbulence of oblivion-and thou,
Downhill upon a polite partiality,
Dost bid the ethereal go-
Causing the shadows to fighting fit,
Peopling the earth with phantomry,
Mellowing man's core empty it becomes
As a harp strung with golden strings,
Waiting the believe of tomorrow,
That it entrust forth a softened song.
BY Fortitude Depletion
Optional e-books:Francesca De Grandis - Divine being Induction
Aleister Crowley - The Cadaver Of The Phoenix
Ea Wallis Step - Legends Of The Gods
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