Seer

deep I now enter

my spell

invocation of time

released by my being

lunar light above the seed

that inside shines

my voice, o my voice

how long awaited these words

I usher in the being of time

and it dispels my cosmic grace

I am nothing

a nothing I am

I capture my void

yet the void is all

Apollo of once so young

now shines Atum-Ra

and thus I scribe

to a hidden word

Nuit birthed my existence

in non-reality I was born

I founded self upon the unreal

and gave my transference full

I know this inner struggle

is one with peace

to simplify my thoughts alone

do I taste myself?



control is now lost

my muse is free

the essence of all before

because everything I am

deep I do tragic flow

these words seem routine

yet captured inside

is a song of tongues



“spellicia tena rem furn

exemplia tren du turn

beautifia expelia luna

endorasmy herno flura”



these words of my taste

flow from Egypt

long before the Lemurian race

do thee words usher

yes, before the moon they are

a twilight to the realm

of shades

thus my mind now entraces

all words caught



I wish, my hidden wish

is to find magic on this night

unleash my clear sight to further light

so Apolllo I cast thee through

be a way of the seer