The moon is the host
dipped in the blood
of the chalice
religio ad postremum
et finem Dei
and their lies,
the beginning of truth
full of dreams.
Amen, soul-sailor, amen
steer through the starry
toothed night-
swallow the orb,
commune with the sea,
slay the hurricane,
and unleash the answer.
As was in the beginning
is now and forever will be-
Love.
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