The torment is relieved!
No more the whip and scorn.
Perfection in reprieve
Of agonizing thorns.
No more shall man transgress,
With whip, or fist or thorns.
His head now fitly dressed:
Announced by sounding horns!
All glory to our Lord
Who for mankind prevailed.
He overcame death’s sword
And all that sin entailed.
Cast off Thy carnal crown
Composed of thorny stems!
Put on what jewels surround:
The Shepherd’s Diadem!
Behold His crown of gems!
Glorious the story!
The Shepherd’s Diadem:
But a sparkle of His glory.
Locked behind the gate, a jewel lies hidden.
The wind emits a mutter of love smitten.
A shadow plays a game of hide and seek,
With a tantalizing prod, and a sneak peek
That glints a sparkle from par buried gem.
Amidst the interplay of black and white, lies the mayhem,
Of a memento of love lost, jewel lost, diadem forsaken.
High Abode into the Realms Of Glory
Robed in Buddhic Vestures of Victory,
Where The Sword Of Liberty Reigns Supreme
A Diadem Of The Victorious, The Crown Of Sovereignty
And The Great Ascent shines Light on the Greater Man
Zin Uru, Unto The Holy Land
Where Rubies Of Fire Shine Sublime
A King Rises, Just as the Sun Shines
Never Fettered, we Vanquish The Lesser
And Fly High with Lucid Feathers,
Illumined Into Astral Fields, May The Great Spirit Bless Us
Divine Is The Essence, Reborn SOLAR REXUS
Red Fiery Sapphire glows from the Kings Diadem
To Rise In Light, is to Rise the Greater Man
Jewels Of Power and Strength for the Chosen Crown
Oscillating Bonfires Of Glory to Trumpet Sounds,
Exotic Gold for the Triumphant Soul
Beyond the Lower Nature an Emerald Throne,
Jasmine and Fire the Garments of Victory
Shining Bards of Royalty,
Pulsating Halos of Brilliant Opal Luster
One with the Universe, Stellar Gleaming like Star Clusters
Illuminating Gems of Wisdom, Burning like a Quasar
Diamond Luminous Solar Blazer,
Scintillating in Stones of Nobility
In Hues of Grace, Faith, and Destiny
Kingly, the Shine of Regal Majesty
A Diadem Of Glory for Hope and for Humanity
Shem
Saw
Spirit
Deep darkness
And light all fighting
To know how the cosmos was made
To know our hope in our liberation in the end
This gnosis was given by Derdekeas, who is Christ the son of Light, for those lost
Inspired by the Gnostic text The Paraphrase of Shem
Primavera Comes
Lightly she descends--
her feet move toward us,
over the crest of the Vermont hills.
In her footsteps
spring vernal pools;
in her hair are golden
willow twigs,
tangled goldfinches
with black-barred wings
fluttering.
As she passes,
her breath breathes early violets
and crushed grass, mixed
with notes of woodsmoke and diesel.
She skirts the dusty tractor
tilting down by the brook;
the hem of her garment trails
tin cans and gum wrappers.
At night the peepers sing her coming
in diminishing chorus
Harmonizing with a faint police siren
from the next valley.
Stars are her sprinkled diadem,
Milky Way flowing slow as time,
through black cutouts of trees;
outshown by streetlights.
Tattered, rain-blown, discouraged,
still she comes to us,
Arms scattering lilacs.
-- Peggy Brightman (c) 2016
A DIADEM OF BEAUTY
The ancient of days,
His words never decay
The shield of Abraham,
Writer of every dream
Arm of the Lord,
Keeper of his words
Heirs of all things,
The beginning and the ending
Desire of all nations,
Anchor of eternal salvation
Father of Glory,
Writer of every story
The lord strong and mighty,
One that inhabited eternity
Possessor of heaven and earth
The key holder of life and death
Author and finisher of faith,
Giver of everlasting breath
A diadem of beauty,
Perfection in every duty
AUGUST, 2017
how neat warm and calm!
deep in the far lovely south
crown and diadem
Big joy & smile!
In awe, upon the canyon rim I stand,
Westward looking, entranced by a dying sun,
Who protesting, casts its blood across the sky.
There, beyond its sanguine crimson reach,
Against the blue dark velvet cloak,
A single trembling star pulsates.
A gem placed by God upon the breast of night
Music uplift my heart
Disperse distress,down cast depart;
Vivaldi on Venetian violin
In concerto,cello and mandolin.
Music enlarge my mind
Reminece and then remind;
In Mahler's opus strong
Adagio,lieder and song.
Music to suit my every mood
In valued secluded solitude;
Satie and Pachebel
Motifs that haunt and indwell.
Music tingling my spine
As emotions re-align;
Choral and slow requiems
In pleasing dulcet diadem.