Crown of the Brow

I feel it in the air

The heartbeat of the earth

The vibration of the sound

Is the reason for this birth

Of this encapsulated treasure

That is a vessel of worth

Far too God-like to measure

Made in the image of the divine

Every element purified and refined

That will carry on and proceed

To deliver the absolute

Infinite inside of me

This is the crown of the brow

This is the harvest of the seed

This is more than I can comprehend

This is designated for every man

and every woman

2 Comments

  1. Lovely vocabulary usage in this one. Well in all of them. But especially this one.

    1. Aubrey's Arch's avatar aubreysarch says:

      That is so kind of you. Thank you, I appreciate the comment.

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