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Arzhang, the mirror of sublime wonder

Arzhang, the mirror of sublime wonder Not the manmade clamour of a corpus But beauty to make all split asunder Beauty: Purposiveness without purpose To prove to all trapped life, including us To ascend past the black clouds of reason To the Pleroma, with its sublime sun The source of every beauty in the all Arzhang, the art of Mani and the Son Sensuous semblance unveiled, heaven’s call

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