Mercury’s daughter

calling out to the stars

She knows her time has come

For the child of sorrow

Who’s mission can’t fail

The battles already been won

through temporal planes and realms we’ve roamed

Alone yet aware that we’re one

carrying codes of change within our armor

The mission has finally begun

make a wish and there you’ll arrive

So the dreaming can finally begin

Within the mirror you’ll catch a glimpse

of who you’ve always been

A sound, a call, a song plays out

To awaken your “nature” within

And in that moment no love could compare

No words or where to begin

Within the pleroma there’s a place we

go

where we’re filled with heavenly bliss

imagined within the true heart of nature

So that everything blossoms from this

Our love is wrapped around our form

We’re never separate from this

Within this love are the codes of life

Where the eternal may give it’s gifts

Remembering oneness without true form

So everything blossoms from this

Inside this realm of creation & love

The eternal gives its gifts

The gift of “imagination”

It is held in the highest esteem

Without this beauty there’d be no dreamer…

No dreamer to dream the dream

There would be no reason

or rhyme to things

There’d be no reason- to resist

Our nature would’ve never imagined

And our forms would never exist

The imagination is the “key”

So that we may actually (live)

But we must remember what this means

And the dangers that come from this

To (Live) is…. To know “all things”

The word itself is the “key”

what forms, may form, from this…

And what they will actually be

Imagination forms the unformed

Always remember this.

As for my imagination…

I call on the form known as “bliss”

“The Nature” She feeds the form

So that everything blossoms from this

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