Echoes in the Womb of Time - A Thelemic Poem

As I state in the Original Posting of this poem, I make no claims to any grade throught the medium of this work, which I know to be somewhat presumptuous. I hope you enjoy it  and will leave your opinions as comments.

Thanks you,

Keith Rowley

Echoes in the Womb of Time

As a star was It cast into the night

Torn free from the lies of thought

Filled full with the glory of naught

Reborn in the womb of Nuit

 

See now!

Eternity is but a moment

Hear now!

Every moment an eternity

Now!

Is the long home of my soul

Eternity!

Receives me into the heart of God

But  it is I that receives God!

 

There!

Where every Star burns to Ash

Within!

Where rest the Masters of the Temple

In Silence!

Sit still in the house of my mother

Eternal Zero!

Saturn’s bride in the sea of time

 

In holy rapture calls our Lady, Babalon

Receiving all, most blessed, most holy whore

Our saintly blood seeps long into her cup

As loud roars the Beast in triumphal ecstasy