Divine Poetry: The Words of a Holy Muse

I Grieve for I am far from my Home, Lord

Though you are here with me, I still grieve

For my heart dwells in darkness,

and my nous is not clear.

The pain is unfathomable!

Suffering everywhere; this plane is truly illusion

Though there is beauty, there is much ugliness too

Though there is Light, the Dark Night is Heavy

The road to Gnosis is being tread on once more

Lord, when will I see thy countenance again?

You have blessed me beyond all measure,

yet here I am, wailing in despair.

Attachments to the world injure the soul.

Release me from my bondage,

and make me into Your Avatar.

I offer my life up to you,

so that the Christ may enter in me forever,

Thy Light once lit, can not be snuffed out,

for thy Light is Divine.

Thy Commandments I uphold righteously

Soon the Messiah is to return…

Soon, all shall be liberated.

Thy Dark Night is soon upon me.

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