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Spirit of Summer Night

In the spirit I see all hanging by the stars In the spirit I see all held by the bars: The flesh a curtain hanging under the dead soul The dead soul an owl held by air above the knoll The air held by ether of every star so bright Fruits manifest themselves out of the Depth of night A sunflower spring up from the womb of spirit Based on the Summer Harvest psalm written by Valentinus during his time in Rome (139-160AD). http://www.gnosis.org/library/valentinus/Fragments_Valentinus.htm

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