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Lay in my arms my bornless one,
as you are the moon and I the sun.
Come to me in my hour of conception,
blind my eyes with your sweet deception.
Could you weave one more lie
before I am free of time?
Listen to my heart, hear my mind breathe,
am I regretably human, mostly ignorant and slightly blind?
Let me loose, let me choose so I see the light.
Walk with me, be with me in the night.
As the morning sun will I kiss as I rise,
do not look into my eyes.
Fear my anger, hate my words,
illusion hurts, truth burns.
See me for what I truly am,
Magus and adept but still man.
The night is a solitary plane,
Bear my soul and give me pain.
No matter, it is still all the same.
In strength and unity I remain.
Come to me O Bornless One!
You are the rising moon and I the rising sun.
I am two and I am one,
I am all and I am none. |
