an ancient journey

an ancient journey into stone

the spark of life rests in Nome

tames his own nature alone

entering where ancient sages lived

worthy invisibles call it home

the calmness of solitude is awakening

a glowing candlelight ritual testing

bones growing warm and rising

the shade of consciousness pulls down

parting all darkness

carving a silence

with the knife of God

his spoken word

inside the secret triangle

echoes

the worthiness

and admittance

which is written

on his soul

ascending

into initiation

that is not earned

by works

but through appointment

into the hidden brotherhood

of mystic adepts.

 

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