Norea in the Garden of Birds

“Father of All, Hoopoe of the Shining Light Voice of Truth, singing above pits of night Light singing in heaven’s tree above the height Barbelo in the heights unthinkable Nous incorruptible, Word untouchable Forefather whose voice is unspeakable Father whose feathers are impenetrable” Norea the phoenix cried with tears in eyes Heaven’s birds heard and flew her to the skies To the eternal garden of endless size Under the singing doves of holy glass That her head may rest in Epinoia’s grass Resting under the wings of Adamas To attain her first mind through Christ’s wings of brass So, in this place, she breathes forth offspring herself She has been gifted the Logos itself She sings with the soul of Adamas himself In unity with the undying birds Singing immediately with life-filled words With the eagle of Christ, the guide of herds Resting in the light which she knew before words Dwelling through the mind of mankind’s forefather That Invisible Simurgh, the founder She gives praise to the hoopoe bird, her father She rests in the Gardens of rest and light There are days where she beholds the Garden’s might Her soul will be ever filled to the height For she has the four doves, whose glass wings shine bright The stained glass doves intercede for her again To Adamas, in his heavenly den That Hoopoe who rests in all the race of men Housing Norea’s joy in his feathers Who sings about the one name without measures “All-Father, Hoopoe of holy pleasures Voice of Truth, singing beyond earthly treasures”