My Yahweh said to ner YAHOVAH

Like you, I had a once-born christ portion:

a diluted flame from the Eternal Power

It burned as a wheel of fire along the pathways of my blood;

sometimes consuming my pale inner flesh,

other times engulfing my green mind

Yet my heart remained cold and empty

Reflections of light would infrequently penetrate, bring gladness,

hinting at traces of hope

Mostly it was drab,

eagerly desiring that my Yahweh would enter and rest

But he would evade that unholy inner chamber

I would have given up if it weren't for the shadow

That unwelcome intruder would wrestle with me in the dark

For a long time I thought she was my arch nemesis

I came to know she was the voice of Wisdom

And so I acquiessed and confessed my inadequacy

And she did not disappoint

Soon, I found my Yahweh came knocking,

the Seed of Promise saw my soil had become fertile

And so I let him in

The lamb now united with the lion in the temple sanctuary

And in that transfiguration, YAHOVAH was revealed

I have seen the thrice-born:

the collapse of all duality

And pleroma has been restored to my cosmic tree

Atman and ner ATMAN can commune once more in Eden

The Child and The NURTURER

I have become a galaxy:

an image bearer of The LIGHT,

my mirror washed by messianic blood;

polished by the seven essential oils

My flesh is restored to innocence

Love reigns 

Alienation has ceased