Poetry: Haven of Veneration
Your throne awaits your ascension oh my Queen!
Aye, retreat to this immutable secretive place
rise, yes come forth from your lethal darkness
from shadows and bask in eternal rooted glory!
Ruler of my emotions I beseech you to ardently
stride swift into the light inhale the thunder
of those fierce Four Winds drink full the rain
extinguish the scorched fires of dreadful hell
collapse the heavens swallow whole swift tides
lay waste to delusive unsound beliefs so rise!
Enter this kingdom of adoration created beyond
the resilience of immense worlds abundant with
sustenance, sated with such pure supplications
construct from absolute permanence of creation
from the fiery core of flaming desires domains
enter! Revel devoutly in within depths of this
absolute unassailable fortress, this cathedral
of fixed fidelity, my revered temple built for
the great majesty of your magnificence awaits!
Monarch of these my affections Sovereign of my
senses Eminence of my so determinate dominions
take this gift take this my crown of devotions
upon your golden brow and place it in totality
upon the exquisite position of your conscience
that you can forever feel its fervent purpose!
Rise! Command the armies of your substance to
seek this place to persevere to encamp to slay
incertitude's woe so to rest peacefully within
my awesome resolve, fix your cold fearful gaze
your sweet temperament your disposition within
this allegiance onto my purpose so your sullen
sapphires can shine and burn brightly from the
white lightning of my yet permanent reverence!
Decree to your wandering souls to ravage their
fears to convene so as to forever entomb bleak
unease so forever to slay doubts vigilant fury
decree "Come home, come home for verily he has
surely created a constancy, such is his palace
his citadel that ever hereafter I will rejoice
in this haven of ardent veneration. That I may
take my rightful place in this intimacy of his
utterly indelible exquisitely fashioned love."