Ode To Providence Ode on ode All-Loving Damsel-Deity, ode on ode and ode to Providence, hidden and real Beauty, sacred & hallowed, like the long tresses of Her Spirit, dark as musk, glistening & glittering to all who behold Her, straight and everlasting, always loving and astoundingly kind to all. Ode on ode The left of the Heart of the invisible and mystic Spirit is vindicated and its right, like couples of lovers, is wholly, thoroughly affected, touched & moved, always, all in all. Ode on ode The white snow of virtue descends always in the purity of love behind the abounding clouds of the unseen, overarching Beauty. Ode on ode Above this nether world, the beat of the drum is heard and the aurora borealis of peace and composure above all is raised to be seen and observed to every human heart. Ode on ode The ancestral Voice is heard and like the sea-goddess Of the mystic sea, sounded the call for us to the soulful spirit and loving hearts on this world. Ode on ode The beauty of the native drum is vindicated by our forebearers, true and spiritual, and hallowed chanting is reverberating to all souls. Ode on ode There is no whirling, snow-white wind of Truth save the Sacred Spirit above, And no effect is there save its wondrous Beauty the Ancient and All Perfect One. Ode on ode The real beauty of the Spirit, with its aurora borealis waving about, like sweet-savoring smell of love from the Heart, burns all illumined on all sides like gleaming stars o’er the glitters of all good and true souls. The sacred mystery, intelligent and unwavering, of all souls of the realm of the animal, is observed to this world, guiding our souls of all time & cycles. Ode on ode Not for a moment do they stop and move not save in the remembrance of the Spirit. In the snow-white tundra of the world above ‘neath the Spirit, all –persuasive, the wind of Truth is heard. Ode on ode Glistening, glittering of the stream of guidance, their blind lights smile to all, gleaming and glad. With mysterious aurora borealis, they run and dance all across the night, starry arc of the Spirit above, As sweet-savoring scents they line the sea of all good souls. Ode on ode O’er the lintel of all good souls, they smile since the outset of time and space, in the fecundating animus of the living air, relief and joy are found on all sides. Vindications of bounty, graceful to the Spirit, is observed, and the hallowed Spirit of the sea, is felt on all sides. Ode on ode Please mystic and hallowed Spirit, make our souls as the divine rock in all bliss that which is glistening on every and each side above, make our souls as breaths of the life of the human spirit ‘neath the rose-bower of intelligence, and above the tundra-land, a mist of the whirl of the spirit may appear, and the beauty of the soul, from kindness and grace, may rejuvenate and refresh us all to stronger lines of thought, and sacred and mystic Spirit from its sweet perfume may traverse all nice and attributes of the soul. Give us from the spotless & incomparable Divine Aurora above, a streak of joy. One Creator, vindicate above our souls, the descending snow of Beauty. Creator, God, Sedna below, protect, guide us. From the atsanik of the divine make appear unto us the joy and freedom of true happiness its dominion and beauty. Kind and all-knowing Providence, the movers of the lost are everywhere, adding unwanted cleavage to happiness, and in all cycles and time are breaking human hearts and souls. Even as night, evil & lost, rises and precipitates no good & joy, swaddling the day with clothes of evil & fear. Even as the mist of evil do they traverse clandestine and hidden, across the senseless and unintelligence of the environment and unwanted and scary evil do they travel ‘neath the unseen place and their cycles. Great Spirit, Ancient Beauty, Divine Soul, stay with us, protect and guide us. As the aurora borealis lovingly hug all our spirits on all sides always, mightier than any mountain, more fecundating & softer than all air, sweeter than any atsanik, protect us with snow-white and everlasting and eternal Love. Keep us forever in the loving & snow-white Igloo of all, save us from every evil wind. To all, bounty of the All-Spirit is everywhere, the joy and Protection of all & everything, the wondrous and sacred Beauty of all, the honeyed-spirit of all hearts, the One Creator, Sedna. Make us loving, make us free, make us happy, make us joyous, make us smile, make us sacred, make us spiritual, make us spiritual, make us divine, make us, make us. Ode to Providence.
Posted on: Mon, 05 Jan 2015 14:46:14 +0000
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