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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required An eight-pointed star Shone in the night in summer He came from above Not belonging to the stars Stranger to them all Is above the zodiac Plundering its fate He is from the pure greatness A door to the heavens Sophia prepared the flesh For she had regret Sabaoth sent his great light For he was wrathful Barbelo sent her power For she had wisdom Jesus the man sent himself For he had mercy He was laid in a manger No room in the inn The world hated him so much For it was darkness And he blinded it with light News reached the dead king His hair was a lion’s mare His body a snake His eyes were bright lightning bolts Ruler of darkness His mother rejected him As a bad disgrace He summoned all the magi The wise foreigners Followers of the fire To find this small child As the Magi were dispatched He thought to himself “What is the power of him Who was born this night Who is higher than we are? A drop from heaven? Whom dragons brought to a cave? Where a child was born?” Those magi sailed the bright sand Ignoring the cold The star became a lighthouse Which led to the child And to shepherds in pure white They gave three blessed gifts Gold and frankincense and myrrh As the king waited In silence and solitude He realized something Filled with jealousy and wrath He ordered his slaves “Extinguish this divine light Do what is needed!” An angel from the great star Told the glad Joseph “Flee to the land of Egypt With your wife and son To escape the flood of death To escape the plague The hot fire and sulphur That killed the mature And now will murder the young” And so the parents Carrying the eternal Fled to the bare land All the little were murdered Rivers of blood flowed Loud cries of pain and mourning Flowed out their mouths With the king in vain glory Saying “I am God There is no other but me!” The sands of time fell And so, Mary and Joseph Returned with Jesus The baby pronounced three words Whom none can utter Lest they be killed by cold stones With knowledge we say “Out of a pure foreign air The light bringer came Those ones he chose for himself He turned them to stars To shine in the pleroma The kingdom of light Which the only door to it Being the eight-pointed star.”
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