From an infinite exhaled breathe blown soft and strong,
is a consecrated secret that revolves around.
Backwards and forward, inside and out,
with praises inhaled and blessing blown down.
A secret of inspired ascension of divine script,
to express a central purpose waiting to be disclosed.
Words that exist as vapors of knowledge, mists of understanding,
and clouds of wisdom, vanish with mystery enclosed.
The power of the secret is faithful belief,
with hope that is evidenced by testament.
The law of nature is transformed to spirit,
and turns law into love by covenant.
A faith that works by word,
and a commitment by goodness of hand.
With knees humbly bowed, and eyes raised,
The secret of the breathe reveals an eternity that will stand.
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