(The greening power of God)
From Hildegard Von Bingen
Your distant gazing and reckon
Prickly thorns unveiled in that speech
Terracotta alphabet I bear as talisman
Has captured the morsel of un- eaten
Dinner
Supposed to be a tormenting parlor
And recipes for unsubordinated soul
In the front of the failed Avataras
When the greening power of God
Manifests
I follow the lesson of love taught by
Hildegard Von Bingen- that came
As emerald scroll of thick mildness
In its prelude- written sigils that expels
The fire fairies of the Mountain Hecla
In Iceland
Resided to fight with the Oceanic spirits
Of Lapland- the progeny of Luridan
Settled in the bottom of my veins
Creating a moistening sclerosis
Yet pleasant
It is said by the Sages of the past and
Those who now still distil their
Souls in the front of the Moon phases
“When you enter the shrine of knowledge
Take thy shoes off, as there is a blessing
In purity that commenced with the feet and
Rinse your hands to release
The power that shake the constellations
Within your Galaxies”
And
It is said by the Lovers of the past and
Those who still burning their being
In the front of the Blue Flame Altar
Hardly visible
“When you enter the shrine of Love
Take yourself off; as there is the only
Salvation and survival that began
With the eyes and rinse the entire body
To release from the bondage that caused
Shrinkage of the Grand Heart”
When I gaze I do it entirely and I see God
When I know enough in every breathtaking I see God
When I Love I love whole- being-ly and I see God
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