GRAIL FLOWER [Solomon's Temple, portico]

… from the flaming sword to the modesty of the flower;
ah, Cherubim, paladins of water and fire,
symbol and divine banner, look at me:
How will I be able to stop and lift from myself so much pain and bankruptcy,
how to drain so much soot and rust, overcome so much restlessness and rebuild hands,
and how, how, tell me, overcome and transform my own darkness to where you are and where you are,
oh flower of hope
… from the conscious brothel to the exultant light, to heroic purity;
All things considered, reason almost hurts with its sordid sap,
with the emptiness that exhales just by instituting the denial of the virgin soul;
…Father of fires, still urging on high,
living burns me;
… Mother of waters, do not let me die,
I need the rain.
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Antonio Justel Rodriguez
https://www.oriondepanthoseas.com
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