YE ARE MAJESTIC


I say that ye are eternal.
Ye are visions of great suns,
Ye are exceeding small motes dancing in a sunbeam,
Ye are the storms that break upon vast oceans,
Ye are the child's cry that is lifted up in the midnight.

I say ye are majestic and know not your kingship.
I come to bring it into you, to tell you of your grandeur,
To fell the croakers who defile man as dust.

I bring unto you an accolade and bend your shoulders under it.
I say , Rise up, ye conquerors, and get you from your beasthood!

The outermost suns await your performing,
The universe is you in that ye do partake of it!


Golden Scripts 197:25-27

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