Magdalene's Garden

But turn one compass point in your heart
and so to the palpitations of love
cause life to burgeon as if it be from the rod of Aaron
lay root imperceptible of ages
such foundation resolute

To her tender hands of Akashik birth
centuries in her echo the voice
which conscience alone shall bare the witness of
for all and all for love
its repose on sacrificial

The garden of Magdalene attended
each tear in joyous and sorrow watered
lay the roots of imperceptible ages
the seed she carried 
of truth un-withered in its blossoming

In her heart such a thorned crown
and in psalm her proclamation abounds
these messages of love
by the blood of Akashik
waters baptisms would rejoice in all of us

And so branded the harlot by the patriarch
the miserable chemical dissatisfied
for centuries trampled in disregard 
the mother of
the children of God.

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