The Christic Hoverlith.
The Metallic Craft for Crafting an Alien.
~
Heaven's Heave down to this earth doth blow,
a flaming breath upon my thought-scape brow.
Into my mind the Christic Light all aglow,
shines forth a river fiery in its ancient flow.
~
Into the streaming, there to end my thinker,
beneath cleansing waves of baptismal fire.
Mortified, my ego will not long survive,
but give up the Holy Ghost to Christ above.
~
Spirit freed from water can climb the Sky,
and with my Host from Christ uplifted fly.
A quantum Soul of Ages brings eternal peace,
holds me safe in New Skin, Blood and Flesh.
~
"Lapis elevatus cum Vento" is my final cry,
my own Stone uplifted by the Wind on high.
A Christ-like Hoverlith to SpAce returns anew,
its Wind of Pneuma bids this world adieu!
~
Fired~up, then sealed and cooled inside,
the metal Craft from lead to Gold refined.
Alien Foetus from elements restored divine,
through the narrow gate and home to Heaven.
Heaven's Heave down to this earth doth blow,
a flaming breath upon my thought-scape brow.
Into my mind the Christic Light all aglow,
shines forth a river fiery in its ancient flow.
~
Into the streaming, there to end my thinker,
beneath cleansing waves of baptismal fire.
Mortified, my ego will not long survive,
but give up the Holy Ghost to Christ above.
~
Spirit freed from water can climb the Sky,
and with my Host from Christ uplifted fly.
A quantum Soul of Ages brings eternal peace,
holds me safe in New Skin, Blood and Flesh.
~
"Lapis elevatus cum Vento" is my final cry,
my own Stone uplifted by the Wind on high.
A Christ-like Hoverlith to SpAce returns anew,
its Wind of Pneuma bids this world adieu!
~
Fired~up, then sealed and cooled inside,
the metal Craft from lead to Gold refined.
Alien Foetus from elements restored divine,
through the narrow gate and home to Heaven.
~*~
