The Instrument of Creation
Lust is the passion of the soul
Seeking Divine Creativity
In all its endeavors
Called a sin by those
Who demonize Creation
Who fear power
The Holy Grail of Unity
Holds the semen of immortality
She is the cup
Filled Time and again
Her strength rises
With every release
The road to Divine Ecstasy
Begins with a kiss
Nature’s primal rage
Burns in holocausts of desire
Harmony exists
In the cries
Of opposites
Uniting their energy
In songs of passion
The Divine and the Animal
Integrate in my being
Creation is Trinity personified
Three are One in my form
Male and Female conjoined
Matter and Energy join forces
Becoming, Creating, Solidifying into Life
The beast cannot be tamed
The Divine will not be corrupted
Shadow and light
Interdependent,
Intertwined,
Indivisible
Sacred Union embodied
In my Being
Tangible, affecting change
Repression is death
I am fully aware
Consumed by the moment
Arms outstretched
Strength lies in surrender
Light consumes me
Darkness surrounds me
Acceptance is power
Receiving to become
I will be as I will be
Yodh Heh Vav Heh
God is the Verb
Creation is motion
I am the instrument
Divine Name exhaled in release
The Instrument of Creation