Deluge
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First by Water, then by Fire
The Chosen World is purified;
Born of Spirit hovering, brooding;
Clothed in Breath and Wind.
Water, Fire, each such cleansing
Leaves behind the Seed which lives
Despite the Air and by the Air.
This same Seed contaminating
Bears the only hope of Life
For it bears the hope of Death:
Then the world is new-created,
Purged by Spirit, Purged by Blood.
(How may other worlds there be
That Breath-less never will submit
To flowing Fountain, to fiery Flame,
To sanctifying Death?)
First by Blood, then by Breath
The Chosen World is sanctified,
And finds in Death the Choosing Parent,
And never needs to die.
Glimpse
Substance
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