Hear this lofty truth:
You are the pivot,
Round which moves...
The whole universe...
Created for you...
As your realm;
Because you have to be,
The ruler on His behalf,
His chosen viceroy!
You are in Human form,
But in God's image;
You are beauty divine;
You are the divine face;
Everything shall perish,
But not the divine face;
You are supreme secret!
But this sublime truth,
Only God's elite understand.
Mykoul
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