Seek ye not, before the Altars of man’s lusts
Neither in the Temples of his own desires
For in the offerings of flesh and wine
Cometh only the needs of the body.
For surely in the Temple of thy soul
Before the Altar of thy Graces
And in thy nostrils is the incense of thine own creation;
Thou wilt findeth in the silence there ~
in the Joyousness of God
The Song of Songs from Angel Hosts;
And ye knoweth then of all the things of Heaven.
Excerpt from “The Elysium“
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