Gnosis
Passions fight within us,
Raging
Writhing
They become obsessions.
They must be caged
Else they get loose and become hazards.
In grasping life’s secret
imagine a god
Whose likeness can mingle in the worlds within a man
Like sweetness in honey, spread through
Till neither exists on its own:
neither god nor man.
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