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Temples of the Sun, Rivers of the Moon
I have arisen from the sun-washed shores that bore me, cleansed of the world that borrow my soul. I am again whole cloth--the weave of the Masters; threads of gold and silver, were the air is crystal-winged flight, and the earth is golden red, dunes of azure fire in twilight. In the hills I rested, a child who could not keep pace with the giants; but now I am in the midst of Sinai, where the angels are living stone and singing waters fill up the desert of my heart. Behold! Temples of the sun art thou who calls me, who molds my form to fit the land, supine, beautiful, in glory to thee. Rivers of the Moon, thou sweeten my heart-cup with nectar divine, pour a shield of silver upon my quivering, gold-brazed soul. I sing thy song:
see the candle burning through the mist and rain.
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Closer to the summit, near the crystal door,
hear the echo softly of the mighty shore.
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From the sea of many to the isle of one,
comes my soul ship brightly, onward to the sun.
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Temples of the Sun, Rivers of the Moon,
one who travels lighted reaches there by noon.
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All the angels rhyming, chiming with the ark,
covenants of prophets inscribe the sacred mark.
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From the golden spiral of Metatron, the angel's wing doth brush thy crown,
and fully blown the Rose is born from dew distilled on feathered down.
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See them gathered, white light gleaming, as the flank of a unicorn.
Topaz, Golden, Garnet, circled 'round the Ark of Norn.
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Patrons of the shadows dispelled from the ring of Grace,
those with leaden bodies cannot keep the pace.
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'Round, 'round the flame, circle upon circle,
the futhark of ancient verse are laid.
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Issued forth from molten sea, Solomon's gold is tempered,
pillars of the master craft are made.
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Sing to me, oh Ancient Day, of nights as pure as sapphire moons,
and heavens with eyes life crystal runes.
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I am blessed, I am sight, I am born in Emerald Light.
Ruby beams support my throne, and many mansions are all my home.
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From the sea of many to the isle of one,
comes my soul ship brightly, onward to the sun.
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Temples of the Sun, Rivers of the Moon,
one who travels lighted reaches there by noon.
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