In the first days, long before grace slipped
When the celestial radiance shone on all
A time when the inside of man was filled with peace and honour
And walked in the company of God
When all of the world was ours to share
And nothing was lost

Now the heaven looks upon the vile earth
Upon the brute beasts, the heart of its creation
All covered in mire; stained, impure and unclean
Having permitted themselves to accusation
Enveloped in stint wisdom
Bitterly man spites
Lacking faculty, no vision
Weak and weary he gapes
With no rest for rage nor
Love for laughter
Possessed by foulness and furious strife
Pride has magnified his folly
And sensible reason exiled

What if there was to be a new beginning
A whole new course, a new progression and order
When the musical sky, the planets, and galaxy of opera stars, and all elements of life be changed
Such that we could embrace all things, however infinite, minute or indivisible
Where chance is no more and gift of choice is abolished
When in spirit's fullness, we sit upon the central pivot of mediation
Supreme mind is free of movement to rise above fate's necessity

As our consuming flames transcend through the etherics
To lasting city of the before before
Our souls become attuned with the rhythms and vibrations of the ancient sages who understood all by navigating genesis
The rabbis who wrote new chronicles to life
The son of Hebron whom have found a good resting place
Who lay pure and unsuffered
Sleeping the sleep of the just
Turning and tumbling in glory
The Righteous gentiles whom have been welcomed into an evergreen elysium, enjoying the plume of sunshine never aging
I tell you friends; the old love can be ours again to keep.


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